Friday Night Drabble Party!
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“You know where the Morgan place is?” Harley asked as he leaned out the car window. “It’s not on GPS.”
The old man wiped his veiny nose. “Burnt down twenty years ago, son.”
“Right,” Harley replied. “But, I have to see the ruins. For insurance.”
The old man sighed then gave Harley elaborate directions. “Don’t stay after dark.”
It was after dark when Harley pulled into the overgrown driveway. A very large, very not burned down mansion stood ominously before him, every window lit with candles.
“Nope,” Harley said and turned the car around. “Big, huge nope.”
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