“I don’t like it,” she said
“Why not?” he asked.
“It’s bland,” she answered. “Every house looks the same, every lot the same size, everything so uniform. It’s a bunch of ticky-tacky little houses all lined up in a row. It reminds me of some sort of “Stepford Wives” community.”
“But this is all we can afford,” he pointed out. “We don’t have the money to live in a neighborhood of custom homes. I wish we could, but we can’t.”
“Then let’s just stay with your parents until we can afford something different, something better, something unqiue,” she said.
Written for today’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl.