Harumph and Hububery part 3

[roastbeefguy]

Harumph and Hububery Part 1
Harumph and Hububery Part 2 The run-down wooden house's interior smelled of boiled cabbage and sweat. The familiar aromas of home, Eugene thought to himself as he stepped in. Paint chips fell to the ground off the front door as he closed it. He looked down at them passively, and hung his jacket and hat on the coat

Comments

[jacpenny]

A little goody for your readers: A link to the previous segment of the story at the beginning.

It's been a while and instead of going back to see where the story left off, I just started reading because I was excited to see another piece of the story up. I was lost and had forgotten where we were, or what was going on.

Only a suggestion...

[roastbeefguy]

Fixed :) Good suggestion. I doubt I would have thought of that.

[sound_and_furyx]

Again, I love the way this is unfolding. Have you thought about submitting something to Tim's publishing company for publication? A collection of short stories maybe?

Finally, way to give me AND my mother what for, good sir!

[roastbeefguy]

I have, actually. If I can get enough stuff together to actually publish ie, write all that stuff.

I'm sorry I had to go there about your mother, but you were both asking for it.