“Are you ready?” asked the man with the key.
I considered my own slumbering form. The butterflies didn’t show. “If
not now, when?”
He nodded, unlocked the door. “Go softly, lest you wake.”
This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend prompt, in which the editors asked for exactly 33 words inspired by the following quote:
This week’s challenge is community-judged. Starting at 5:00 PM Pacific US (8:00 PM Eastern) you can visit the Trifecta Writing Challenge site to vote for your three favorites. I hope mine is one of them!