Searching for a bargain, a shopper unwittingly falls into some else’s love life.

The Yard Sale

                                                            By David Crerand

 

 

            It was a cloudy overcast Friday. It had rained off and on during the morning and was supposed to rain more later in the afternoon. I had been scheduled to go play golf with an old friend but we had decided that due to the weather we would postpone until Monday.  That left me with a little time to kill and a few unaccounted for dollars in my pocket. As I was driving past a side street that lead into one of the older neighborhoods on the outskirts of town I saw a ‘Yard Sale’ sign stuck in the ground. The rain had caused the magic marker ink to run and the address wasn’t all that clear but it had today’s date and an arrow pointing the way. I figured that the lousy weather might keep a lot of other bargain hunters away and I might find a genuine deal or two.

            I took a left and drove slowly down the street, checking both sides for the house with card tables full of kids toys and kitchen utensils, benches lined with old coffee mugs and chipped dishes, old tires, beat-up furniture and all the other typical treasures of a yard sale, lining the driveway. I made it to the end of the first block and had found nothing. I proceeded down the second block and the result was the same. At the end of the third block the street ended and I hadn’t found the ‘Yard Sale’. I looked both ways for traffic on the cross street and noticed another side street about twenty yards up the road on my left. There was a sign stuck in the ground. It didn’t say anything, but there was the arrow in the same rain smeared magic marker.  I followed the sign.

            There were a lot fewer houses on this street than there had been on the last, and they were a lot more widely spaced. They were older too, much older, though most appeared to be well maintained. I had been driving for several minutes and it began to sprinkle a bit. I was about to abandon the search and turn around when a house up ahead caught my attention. It was much larger than all the others on the street and older. It was in fairly good shape but could definitely stand a fresh coat of paint.  It had a three-car garage and all the doors were up. There was an older woman, I estimated her to be in her mid-to-late sixties, scurrying up and down the driveway moving things into the shelter of the garage. I parked my car along the curbside and without a word started helping her move the last remaining items under shelter.

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  • gelar ramdhani on Aug 22, 2009

    Very intriguing, imaginative and creative write! Excellent work indeed!

  • I Have Had Enough on Aug 22, 2009

    I love your stories David; and I always feel you are challenging yourself and your creativity (which can only be a good thing for your readers). The way the narrator is drawn into the picture was especially vivid for me; and I feel you presented this quite well. It had shades of ‘tales of the unexpected’ or the old hammer horror compilations. I must say, I really enjoyed this; and I look forward to your next piece.

  • Mikayla on Aug 25, 2009

    ‘Hammer Horrors’..that’s goin’ back a few years Gringo!..hehehehehahaha..David Crerand..LOVED THIS..
    ‘The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.’
    William Faulkner.

  • Mikayla on Aug 25, 2009

    ‘Hammer Horrors’..that’s goin’ back a few years Gringo!..hehehehahahaha..David Crerand..LOVED THIS..
    ‘The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.’ William Faulkner.

  • BradONeill on Sep 3, 2009

    Every day that begins with one of your stories David is a good day. What a fantastic tale. I loved everything about this and although I should have seen the end coming I was so enamored by the experience it caught me by complete surprise. Thank you for sharing your imagination a fine gift for your readers.

  • XXElleXX on Sep 4, 2009

    :-) ))))))Oh wow! This short story was enchanting David and the ending was magic!

  • Butterfly Musings on Sep 6, 2009

    WOW, amazing, I love the ending, it took me by surprise, an awesome read, I love the way that you create such a visual in your writing, it is pure magic, :}

  • Theresa Johnson on Sep 8, 2009

    very nice piece david. great addition to the anthology

  • BullwinkleMuse on Sep 8, 2009

    Love it, David. Even as the ending unfolded with a sense of inevitability, I couldn’t help but feel anticipation at every turn. Excellent write!

  • Duff D Moss on Sep 8, 2009

    That was so captivating – and a lovely little mysterious twist at the end. Great work bloke.

  • Tlchimes on Sep 8, 2009

    I love this…. This is a style I really enjoy. Wonderful

  • raptor22 on Sep 8, 2009

    Captivting story. Great piece of writing.

  • Littlekid137 on Sep 8, 2009

    Wow very captivating. You wrote this in a style I have never seen before. Awesome work.

  • Used to be Shelly on Sep 8, 2009

    Wow that was good. Nice ending. :)

  • oldster on Sep 9, 2009

    Greal tale David, gently told.
    Enjoyed it even though I’m hopelessly unromantic.

  • STEVE666 on Sep 9, 2009

    Got quite engrossed in this tale, David. Well written, with a nice twist at the end. Well done!

  • Brenda Nelson on Sep 9, 2009

    well worth the read, I enjoyed it!

  • June on Sep 9, 2009

    David
    What a magical story! I can not wait to read more.
    June

  • Rod Ferrandino on Sep 10, 2009

    David, this was a captivating story; the only thing that happens when I fall asleep in my swivel-rocking-recliner is that I wake up buried in cats.

  • 8uuuuyy on Sep 11, 2009

    hey david,
    awesom work!
    i really loved the way you got me involved into this, absorbed. well done.i’ve got a couple of works on my drawing board, and so i know, how much you’ve spent behind this.

    have you tried to publish this, mags or comps?
    i’ would say, you do it, coz its really good!

  • maranatha on Sep 23, 2009

    This was wonderful! Especially the sand in your sneakers… (Theme from ‘The Twilight Zone’ echos through my head)

  • lillyrose on Sep 23, 2009

    wow… that was so great, I want to see the picture!!

  • lillyrose on Oct 29, 2009

    I reread this story and noted all the visual and speech and the more I read the more I got sucked in and that was what you were talking about and I see how working in the present tense makes it seem more here and now. I did work in present tense in my “Picture Perfect Story” but I get lots of people asking if its a true tale and its not! LOL pure fantasy x

  • Mila Marcos on Dec 3, 2009

    What a magical story and so beautifully told.

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