Hot and tired. Just one last shelf; Gran’s kitchen is nearly cleared. I can’t see what’s there, probably more dust.
Reaching, I feel something.
I slowly come down the ladder with an old wooden box. Inside is a skeleton key. On its tag, a note in Gran’s handwriting: Good Luck!
Katrina Rahn loves creative challenges of all kinds.
Immediately engaging. Lovely turn at the end. Thank you
Oooh that’s good! Sequel please!
great 50 word intro to what could be a cool story…
great cliffhanger :)
Enjoyed this story!
This one is begging for a follow-up! Great story!