(In response to Writing Task 652, a fictional story based on an old barn photograph I took while on a road trip in the country) As I walked this property that was for sale I saw a barn in the distance. It was a nice Fall day to venture out of the city. My heart skipped a beat because I always wanted a place with an old barn. I was finally in the position to look for my own place and was looking forward to check out this abandoned acreage.  It was listed in the newspaper for a reasonable price. The location was in the north and in the rural…