Ficlets

Amy worried about the sounds coming from her father’s bathroom. They didn’t seem, well, natural. Daddy always joked about going into the bathroom “to do God’s work.” And now Amy wondered if he was perhaps communing with the Almighty. One does not usually hear doors rattling and breaking glass during the regular course of a morning constitutional. Amy tiptoed down the hall, deciding to pretend that she hadn’t heard a thing.

Frank made a mental note to tell the spirit of Amelia Earhart to schedule her “visits” a little more judiciously. How was he going to explain the broken mirror?