Happy new year! I intend to post short stories to my blog when the mood strikes. This is the first in a series of magical realms, strange creatures, and unsettling situations.
(All photos used in this post are my own.)
Annie was five years old when she discovered she could make objects disappear into thin air.
One late summer afternoon, Annie sat on the living room floor with her Mama. Her grandmother smiled down at her from the couch.
“Show me what you can do, Annie,” Gramma said.
Annie picked up the penny in front of her. A dark stain covered the face of the copper coin. She had found this one, like the other three she’d vanished, between the couch cushions. Annie placed the penny between her index and middle fingers and flicked her wrist.
The penny disappeared from sight. Continue reading “Just Out of View”