It was the first day of the open house.

Sunday, afternoon, 3PM.

lazy and quiet.

Eric Miller, the owner, sat in the beautifully renovated house, waiting for the possible guests.
Till then, only few showed up, most of them were actually his close friends.

Recycling the city, that's what he says and what he does. After months renovation and reparing,
the old house has a life called "RESURRECTION".

Light came in, shadowed his somber face. Another cup of coffee was emptied. Who will show up next?