Monday, September 5, 2011
The Door Swung Open.....
The first writer's challenge of the campaign asked for a 200 word story beginning with the words, "The door swung open" and ending with the words, "the door swung shut." Below is my piece. How long does it take for you to figure out who she is and what she is looking for?
The door swung open, silently.
She looked carefully at every inch before her. Over the counter, around the cupboards, beside the appliances. Nothing.
Instincts tightened, senses heightened, she took one step, then another. She knew, she absolutely knew something was there.
Perhaps what she heard was something else? Someone instead of something?
But, no. She knew exactly what it was. It was hiding now, but she would find it. She knew every nook and cranny of this room. The precisely lined containers along the marble countertop would reveal, not conceal. The mirror-like, spotless stainless steel refrigerator and stove reflected nothing.
Slinking, she moved again. The Italian tiles were smooth, cool beneath her feet and absorbed her steps. Carefully she peeked around the corner.
There it was; clearly cloaked in fear, trembling.
She strode across the floor, then, confidently swaggering. With great disdain she looked down upon the mouse like a mighty hunter about to take its prey. Eyes narrowed, she licked her lips, twitched her whiskers and tail in unison. “Too small,” she thought.
Emboldened by fear, the mouse made one last ditch effort to escape. It jumped into action, skidded gracelessly through the opening and the door swung shut.