Third of my #flashfictionfriday posts. Hope you're all enjoying reading these little bits of story I've come up with. This one is super short but it was fun to write. I'd love to hear which is your favorite so far. If you're interested in more free reads be sure to sign up for my Reader's List. Everyone on it gets extra content to the Breathe series, first chapter reads of my next book, and a chance to read my books first! Don't forget to let me know what you think of #flashfictionfriday by leaving a comment below.
This morning had turned into a go-back-to-bed-because-its-only-going-to-get-worse-from-here kind of day. I didn't hit snooze after my alarm went off and fell back asleep only to jolt awake thirty minutes later, there was no coffee in my Mother Hubbard apartment, I'd had to cobble together an outfit from my laundry basket and the back of the “hatewear” section of my closet, my car's gas tank lingered on empty, and I was starving. Fabulous.
My first appointment of the day happened to be in a section of town I wasn't super familiar with so it took forever to find the building and adjacent parking. I hurried through the empty lobby, juggling my purse, messenger bag, and drive-thru coffee, just making it into the empty elevator before the doors closed.
Completely by accident, I hit the number seven instead of the ten above it. “Dammit,” I mumbled. Now the elevator would stop on the wrong floor making me later than I already was. I forced myself to take deep breaths and relax so I could be ready for my appointment when the elevator stopped on the seventh floor and the doors opened.
My coffee cup slipped out of my hands, hitting the carpeted floor of the elevator with a thud and a gurgle while I tried to understand what I was seeing.
The only thing that came to mind was “impossible”.