He was appalled to see the state of affairs of the place. Thorns, weeds grew all over the place now.

It was his favorite place as a kid. He treated it as a museum, tending to it all by himself.

On his own, he had built it, on the edge of his garden.  Inscribing on it, May your cheerfulness and licks always be immortal, To my furry friend.

He made a promise to himself, “Now that I’m back I’ll make sure this place is restored back to its original glory”.

91 words.

Acknowledgements : Thank you Rochelle Wisoff for running the challenge and Liz Young for providing the photo prompt. The challenge is to write in about 100 words based on the photo prompt. For rules please refer here.



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