The sun was high in sky as Collin pulled up to the dilapidated remains of his childhood home. He had known his mom had been struggling with some of the maintenance, he just hadn’t realized that meant all the maintenance.
Collin got out of the car and took in the peeling paint and front porch, which was struggling to hang onto the main house. Collin could see into the house through the holes in the siding and the roof didn’t look much better. Continue reading