It was more then a DeJa Vu moment for I actually was there! When selling a run down house I actually saw the beauty within it as if I lived there before. For I think I actually did? As I went through some of the left over pictures one stood out as if was me? How did they appear to fall so far and could they still be saved? . What happened to this house and it’s inhabitants is something I didn’t want to know but felt I needed too. Unless it was too late for them or my return.
FOOTNOTE- Could we start over not from the beginning but in between instead?