The last time, everything fit in three duffles…
That was when we were young and just out of college. We didn't have two nickels to rub together. We were young and in love and knew, or rather, thought we could live on love.
Our first apartment was a stacked apartment complex and we were lucky enough to get the top floor. There wasn't an elevator and we had to walk up all those stairs. Maybe we weren't so lucky after all. Back then, we were too much in love to know the difference.
Joshua went to work for an IT Company that also sold computers. It wasn't long and the money came rolling in. That was when computers started becoming a necessity and everyone either had one or were getting one soon.
He told me we were going to buy a big beautiful home and leave our apartment. I should have been excited, but I wasn't. This apartment has been our home.
Now we are moving and I sorely wish our things would fit in only three duffles…
This is my 170 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner, kindly hosted by Roger Shipp. He provides us with a prompt photo and approximately 200 words with which we create our stories. This challenge is open to all who would like to join.
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