Maroon, dust, old vinyl floors Creepy dolls on the banister, teacups decorating the mantel A small and skinny chandelier without candles.
Cold and wet, smooth cement never AC blowing. Dusty, not ***** Tired and unused. Broken bulbs, 1950s *******, political propaganda from the Vietnam War.
That house, a groaning body with liver failure, the rain through those summer nights, the thick breath of humidity the day after.