A door closing. The snick as he locks it.
Oh, my God what if he sees me?
What the hell am I doing here?
I thought he worked tonight, sure I saw it when I checked his schedule.
Just wanted, no, needed to see what his place looked like, imagine myself in it, maybe having dinner or…
His footsteps are getting closer, and now here I am hiding in his damn closet like I belong in a mental ward.
Please don’t open the closet.
But I know he will. His place is neat, everything in place.
He slides the closet door open and our eyes meet.
Wouldn't you just love to know what happens next? Might have to revisit this one in a short story :-) Mia Darien and Tricia Schneider are hosting me today, so please stop by and give them both a holler.
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