Alone, Abigail kept her house and yard as neat and tidy as she kept herself. She was friendly with her neighbours, but did not seem to have visitors of any kind. Busy with their own lives, they left Abigail to her own solitary life.
Time and circumstance had written Abigail's story, and she held the books as proof. On a shelf in her attic, she kept these books in pristine condition. The photographs in these books told the true story of a once happy family: her own.
Word Prompt: "Book"