Today’s prompt: Describe a doorway that mattered.
On the day we took possession of our first house, we weren’t the ones to walk in first. Circumstances made is such that Hannah’s mom was the first to arrive, and the one to struggle to open the lock box to get the keys.
At the time, it felt like a moment lost, a novelty we’d never experience again. Now, it’s just something I remember when prompted. I tend to get sentimental about things.
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