it was a last minute decision to exit off of hwy 52 onto county road 56, headed south. we meant only to just drive by. thelma was fast asleep. i could feel my heart beat more and more quickly as we neared 44819. by the time we reached the end of the long drive, we both knew we couldn't resist getting closer. thelma was waking as he went to peak inside the window of the back door. as he walked back towards us, his shoulders shrugged and he mouthed the words, 'its open'. pulling on my coat, throwing a blanket over thelma, he added...'its trespassing, i guess. its illegal.' my answer.....'its OUR house. what are they going to do to us?' so we went inside. everything was much the same as the day we were first there 2 months ago....but it was colder now. colder inside than it was even outside. it still smelled like a barn, and it still felt like home. i was shaking the entire time we were inside....i don't know if it was from the cold, or the excitment. we drove away with heavy hearts, both hoping that the house will sit and wait for us.


somehow....
someday...