Lennie And Carl A Narrative Fiction

I clearly remember the day when I first met Lennie and Carla. I had just stepped onto the drylands of Auburn, Alamaba. It had been late in the afternoon almost eight o’clock.I had been travelling before but now I was back in my hometown. The house I was called to work on was an older building that had started falling apart slightly. Carla was the owner of the house. She was an older lady in her mid 70’s with grey tied back hair and a bright smile. She was a peteit lady standing at five feet with her old fragile body. “Hows it goin’ sunny?” Carla asked. Even when she talked it was full of love and affection. The smile on her face made the sentence even more warmer.
“Doin’ alright ma’am,” I replied. Carla welcomed me …show more content…
The house itself had a lot of work yet to be done on it. You could tell just by looking at it, the house was falling apart. There were large dents in the flooring and the paint on the walls was starting to peel. “I know what you are thinking fella’, but the house ‘aint so bad, once you start working on it, it’ll start looking much better,” Carla said hopefully. This is why I had come to stay with Carla. I was suppose to help her rebuild her house and in return she would give me the basic living essentials. Carla showed me the room I would be stayin’ in and left to go check up on the food she had been cooking. I looked around the room. It was very plain which was understandable. Nowadays nobody had enough money to take care of their own family let alone a stranger. The furniture consisted of a bed, chair and cupboard all of which were made out of wood. There was a small window of the side of the room looking outwards to the neighbours backyard. I laid myself onto the bed and placed my belongings next to me. There was a cotton blanket which was at the end of the bed. I took the blanket and got myself cosy. “Bang” I opened my eyes slightly. What time was it? “Bang” I shot up quickly and looked out the window. The