Thanks to Piya Singh for this week’s photo prompt.
It wasn’t the house he’d wanted, the house he’d expected, but it would do. It would have to do. Stepping inside, he studied the bare rock walls, the dirt floor, one room with a coal-fired stove directly in front of him, a rickety table and one chair. He dropped his bag and walked further into the room. His life was like this, bare walls, dirt floor. Emptiness. Emptiness surrounded by emptiness.
Pulling the gun from his pocket, he put it in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
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