James Alley

What Once Was

Lush greenery enveloped the room, vines wrapped around the window frames as a gentle breeze brushed Meghan's hair to the side. The warm sun shined down onto moss which had replaced what once was a glossy hardwood floor; a scene Meghan was far too familiar with. A deep sigh was followed by several steps towards the windowsill, where a chaise lounge chair was coincidentally positioned. Though its condition was rather poor, it was still the most comfortable seat in the room. The sofa may have been more so, if not for its current place halfway beneath the flooring. This house was once the residence of a family of four, a quaint household Meghan new before the event. Since then, however, the west face of the building had partially collapsed, resulting in a complete opening for the setting sun to grace the room with its evening glory. The sofa came with it, half-way at the very least. Thus, the lounge chair was the best option, and having reached this conclusion, Meghan sat down and positioned herself in a comfortable playing position.