It still looked the same.
I don't know I assume it wouldn't considering the farmhouse laid abandoned for years now. But to me, it looked and felt like the same house that had held too many fun memories, all of them involving Elio.
"Excuse me, are you the new house owner?" someone says from behind.
An old man wearing a polo and a belly gets out of his truck. "Oh, no. I'm just stopping by."
"By any chance you know the person who owns this?"
Can't exactly say this was mine since I don't have the papers to prove it. "I did. Years ago." I pause. "Wait, what did you mean new house owner? Did someone buy the land?"
"Yeah, two months ago."
I frown. Two months ago? Did the owner come back? "Are the things inside touched? Or moved to a storage unit or something?"
Most of my belongings l
