Luella Schmidt
My first attempt at flash fiction, in 280 characters
Updated: Oct 3, 2021
Dead asleep, doorbell.
Swimming up.
Soulmate on duty, only me.
Dreaming? No, rings again.
Ignore? No, pounding now.
Eyes wide, spine ice cold.
Recognize this scene,
From nightmares.
Wrong house
Town trouble
Anything but this.
Up, to window.
Uniforms. Sorrowful faces.
No.