(Author’s note: Nothing. I have stuff going on that’s taking up a lot of time. Here’s our stuff.)
© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Old Coal Town
by Miles H. Rost
Abandoned buildings.
The smells of dust, must, and nature filled my nose as I looked at the back of the old broken building. It was a great smell, and something I love coming back to.
Coming back to this place, getting away from the big city, it’s incredible.
And being able to restore something old is a great chance to help the people of the town my father destroyed.
His actions killed the coal town aspect of this town, but I am hoping the fortunes I made in tech will allow this town to become great.
Time to give back what they gave me. Love.
Music and Fiction 
And make it better too.. after all coal both takes and gives.
Labour given, wages earned, I hope that he gives back carefully, for there’s a special pride in old coal towns.
I hope the revamping is done with a light hand.
With love, he has the right ingredient. Let’s hope he succeeds.
Nice story, Miles. I like the line “The smells of dust, must, and nature filled my nose ” Great non-visual description that really puts the reader there.