Kelly Janus

This Time Around

The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. "Mmm...hmm...mmm. Hmm mmm." The woman softly sang to herself as she lifted a bag of fresh flour out of her grocery sack and placed it on the counter top. "Oh. Dear!" She reached out to steady the misshapen flour sack as it slowly tipped over on the uneven surface, dusting the already dusty wood with the softest layer of white. With a free hand she bent down to grab a clean cloth from under the table. "Hmm...mmm." The woman continued to hum to herself as she wiped away at the dust.