The car slowed to a stop, and she dug through her bag for the scrap of paper with the address. Yes, it was the same, but was it right? Surely this couldn’t be the house she was supposed to be looking at? Reluctantly, she pulled the keys from the ignition, and locking the car, started up the path. The door hung open, and feeling faintly ridiculous, she knocked, before calling out. A step inside, then another, dust swirling in the streak of light afforded by the open door, as her nervousness grew. It HAD to be the wrong place, she thought, turning to leave, before stopping in her tracks as a dark shape filled the doorway. She gasped in shock as she heard the deep voice echo around her. “I knew you’d come, Jemima”.
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I’m linking up with Anonymous Legacy for this little flash fiction challenge, with a massive thanks to Car for pointing it out and laying down the challenge! As always, I will say that while I love comments, please bear in mind I am NOT  a writer, and the small fictions I share here are just for fun with friends. Please comment with kindness, it is a big deal to me to be putting my writing attempts “out there”.

 

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