Drabble: Talking to a Door

My response to the August prompt ‘close’.

Genre: general, slice of life


~Talking to a Door~

Her younger brother wasn’t mean, but he was very independent. Too independent, actually. He was the kind of person who could survive alone on a deserted island. No help, no problem.

But getting her offers to help rejected day after day was still annoying. Just a little.

She’d lost count of the amount of time she spent talking at the closed door to her brother’s room. Their rooms were their only sanctuary, so without his permission, she wouldn’t barge in, even when she caught the occasional crash or muffled cry.

But she kept offering, because she would rather get rejected a thousand times than miss the one time he actually needed her help.

The story continues in An Offer Taken.

Posted on August 25, 2016, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

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