Grandma
Linda’s house was cosy, a fine blend of compact and comfortable. A bungalow, with an attic above, the wooden house was not impressive in size, however it was definitely impressive.
With two bedrooms, the living room, bathroom, kitchen, toilet and storehouse, the cottage was cute in it’s own way, making efficient use of the space within it. The parlour was decorated with fine wallpaper and numerous paintings Linda made since it was her hobby. A small Tv hung across the wall opposite the sofas and cushions, though it was clear no one used it. The WiFi was placed at a corner in the room, and contrary to Roxanne’s initial belief, there was stable electricity thanks to the solar panels installed in the house, the inverter and the generator, all functioning at once.
“I hardly make use of them though, after all… I prefer everything just fine without them” Linda said to Roxanne with a wide smile as she welcomed her to her room.
“This will be your room during your stay here. I’ll give you the space, so you can unpack. The Bathroom is across the room to your right, so you can freshen up after you’re done. There’s hot water, so you can make use of that.
“Um, Grandma, where do you get your water supply from?” Roxanne suddenly asked, curious as to how it all worked out for Linda and how she was able to live in such seclusion for so long.
“Oh, that. I had a well dug here” Linda replied.
“A well? But it’s winter, wouldn’t it already be…” Roxanne tried to raise an issue.
“Frozen? Don’t worry about that. The well’s pretty deep, you know? Besides, your grandma has her ways.” Linda gave a reassuring smile.
She left Roxanne in the room and went her way to do as she said. Roxanne saw her massive bag and two boxes on the floor and sighed, placing both hands on her hips.
“Oh well… I better get started, ``she said to herself.
[Moments Later]
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