Snow Glare


He was in his mid thirties, single, worked at night, and slept during the day.  I know because I spent the winter with a broken limb watching him through my window.

One snowy morning, he parked his SUV in the driveway and trudged around to his front door.

Why park outside when its thirty below? A hoarders den? Additional room?

Curious, I limped across the street, broke into his car, and clicked open the garage door.  Inside was a large empty space with a chair sitting silent in the middle.

Plagued by thoughts, I stopped stalking him and moved away.


Prompt from Friday Fictioneers.     PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson


4 thoughts on “Snow Glare

  1. Now why the hell would the neighbour break into his car and open the guy’s garage in the first place? This from someone who has a garage which is unusable because the previous owners stupidly put the heating system in there and there could only fit a Smart car sideways. Maybe.

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