The old woman sits at the window. She’s lived in this building for decades, watching the neighborhood decay under the neglect of landlord wringing every dime they could from the place. But it is home.
Now they are going to tear it all down to make a parking lot. She watches as the big yellow demolition trucks came up the road, the last of the vultures.
She tests the chain wound around her legs. It’s good and secure.
She has sat at this window for half her life, and she’ll be damned if they are going to move her now.

“Construction Machinery” by Klearchos Kapoutsis is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

Everyday Drabbles © 2025 by Hugh J. O’Donnell is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0