The Lit Bedroom
Nov 29th, 2021 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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As nightfall descended, a feathery latecomer gathered crumbs from Vi’s patio. Lights in a nearby house turned off, except for one.
It shone from a second story. An elderly woman was seen looking out the window.
When Vi met the house owner at their communal mailbox, she remarked on the upstairs light being left on at night and asked how long the guest would be visiting.
The neighbor looked perplexed. She said it was her mother’s room, until her death a year ago.
Vi wondered if her imagination played tricks. Since their conversation, that bedroom light no longer lit up.
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