The Angel and The Hourglass
The Old House
It seems crazy, but when everyone started going to the newer more fashionable towns, those rich people just left their old houses as they were and simply bought new houses in the new towns.
You'd think there would be squatters or something, or they'd be broken into all the time, but amazingly, they just stand there, waiting, facing the sea, snugly shuttered, but slowly decaying.
Naturally, us kids began to sneak up the hill to play around those houses. They were pretty irresistible. The biggest house of all had one of those huge old maple trees, the kind with thick sturdy limbs evenly spaced up the trunk, growing right at the back of it, so it was easy to climb up it and pry open the tiny attic dormer window that no one had thought to board up.