Jane worked out of her new husband's suburban house, struggling to remember it belonged to her too. She shook off memories of years in a rented Mid-City shotgun, an old elevated dwelling that still seemed like home. It ended up with four feet of canal water inside. She drove by and saw the brown waterline.
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Originally written in 2007 for the Six Sentences website. I trimmed it down (from 78 words) for the '55 Word Stories' group here, in time for the 5th anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.
You've captured the ambiance N O with just a few words, Teresa (maybe it's the elevated shotgun house). Plus, combined it with a story of an unhappy marriage, a marriage where Jane is driven to look for yesterday.
Strong short. That title is powerful too.
Thank you very much, Ramon and Kari. I appreciate the read and the comments.