It’s Leap Day and since February is extended by one day, let’s do another little bit of a flash fiction.
And by little bit of flash fiction, I mean a 100 word story. Until I was inspired by yet another contest, I’d never considered writing a story so short. It proved to be a wonderful challenge.
Of course, I didn’t win the contest, but I did gain a new story skill.
The Children’s Floor
It was the way the library was designed. That was the problem. The way sound ricocheted around the building, showed up in unexpected places. That’s why Alice hated working the second floor, the children’s floor. She only had to cover an occasional hour here and there, but those always seemed to be the dead hours when there were no children or parents or anyone else. Only her.
Alice and the voices.
The ghostly conversations, disembodied voices asking questions, stifled giggles mocking her unease.
That’s what she hated about the children’s floor.
Alice would never know if it was really haunted.
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