Sunday, November 16, 2008

The Door

The door stood open, inviting her to go in. She was unsure; she had the key. Why was the door open?

Her hand grasped the doorknob. It was warm from the desert sun. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she pushed open the door. She stepped forward slowly and felt the old boards buckle beneath her feet.

Then she saw it, standing before her in the middle of the room and in an instant her entire world changed.