From home to house Written by anusrini20 Nothing feels familiar, except the salt and sweat in the breeze. Come back. Mini micro fiction in 13 words. Prompt: Breeze Advertisements Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related 2 thoughts on “From home to house” Oh, my dear, I love your writing, but each time I read it my heart breaks. So good LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you Tony! To tell you the truth, I’m (mostly) a cheerful person! 😀 LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.