Joy of Homecoming

In the afternoon, a father-son duo looks at a two hundred year old house built with unearthed materials by their forefathers.

“Father, Finally!”

“Finally, Son! Finally!”

“After all these years I never thought we will get back the house.”

“I cannot forget when we were let go out of the house! I was sad! You were just a little kid back then!”

“You have your memories, Father!”

“Memories of a lifetime from my birth till your birth!”

“We are all back here! I wish I could stay here with all of you!”

“I wish all of us could stay forever together! You, me, your mother, Timmy, Ursula and your daughter!”

“I wish for the same!”

“You have a train to catch!”

“Yes! But I have got two more hours before the departure!”

“Boy! Will you do the honour to open the door?”

“I think you should open the lock!”

“Well, I don’t know how I feel! It’s strange!”

“Always is! The nostalgia factor!”

“A father to a Son! You do it!”

“Well, let me do it then!”

“Good Son!”

The son opens the lock and makes the first footstep inside the house and lets his father in. His father looks with a joyful cry and with a happiness of homecoming.

“Once again Son, this is how home feels like!” (219 Words)

***This week’s photo prompt is provided by Jade M. Wong. Thank you Jade!

***writtern for FFfAW Challenge – 189th

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