Today's OneWord: Hinge

The hinges of the door had gone from silver to brown to deep, deep gray, as the wooden splinters dripped with sap and rain from the night's storm. A few paces away, where the water did not touch the floor or windows, an old man sat in an easy chair, watching a VHS tape over and over again. It boasted bright colors - blues and whites and yellows - and he smiled as the bride went down the aisle again...and again...and again.