The Cabin, Part Two

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Melanie woke up the next morning not knowing where she was. Sunlight pooled on the blue quilt over her, and the bed was so soft. She didn’t own any quilts, and the futon in her tiny apartment certainly wasn’t soft. She rolled over and looked at the window. She saw a rough wooden sill framing pine trees. She blinked and remembered the long days of driving from L.A. She was in Grandma Maddie’s cabin, and it was much nicer than she had expected. Everything was perfectly clean, albeit a little dusty, and there were no shadows to hide ax-murderers.

She rolled out of bed and padded to the bathroom. Everything was in working order, she knew, and wondered idly why it was all so ready for her. Shouldn’t the water have been turned off after Grandma Maddie’s death? She moved quickly through her morning routine and dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt. It seemed strange to put on casual clothes in the middle of the week, but she didn’t want to ruin her suits going through Grandma Maddie’s stuff.

In the kitchen, she was about to pour milk on her cereal when there was a knock on the door. She jumped, and milk splashed across the counter. Swearing under her breath, she hurried to the front door. She started to peek through the peephole, then remembered this was a solid wood door. She swung it open, trying not to glare at the person on the other side.

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  1. I wonder if Melanie is OK, but I really enjoyed the piece, I could listen to my heart beat go faster as the “story” came to an end!
    Good job!
    Rachana.

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