The twins had lived their eighty years in the same house, each claiming their own half.
Regina was inclined toward the luxurious while Reginald preferred the “house in decline” style. Her rooms were divine in their pink and purple valentines. Reginald preferred manly pine walls where the heads of leonine and bovine animals were stuffed and preserved.
Unknown to both, clandestine termites were burrowing through the supports with machine dedication and engine –like industry.
What once had been a place enshrined by money and obsession soon fell into ruin, collapsing into a ravine. Regina’s screams and Reginald’s roaring obscenities disappeared in the rubble.
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