Copper cut the last bean can into shape. She pressed it down over the hole in the wall. Driving screws into place and applying the last of the sealant to avoid more dust coming in.
She looked across the street. The windows at number thirty-four had blown in overnight. The curtains swayed gently in the breeze. As the wind picked up and died down, a random melody came from inside. Notes would play as each gust blew through the empty house. The tune made Copper think of a jazz musician playing the flute.
She also wondered if this would count as house music.
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