100-word Flash Fiction: FridayFictioneers
A story inspired by this photo provided by Madison Woods.
Dawn looked up, pensively. "What's that noise?"
Keith muted the TV. "Sounds like something scratching inside that wall."
"Too big. Listen! There are thumps, too!"
"Keith, should we call someone?"
"No. I'll open it and see what's inside."
Keith started carefully. Five years ago, he had repapered it himself, hoping to take Dawn's mind off the loss of their daughter. Soon, he worked more feverishly. The scratching slowed.
Finally, he had demolished most of the drywall and could see inside.
"How can that be?"
"I don't know. But she hasn't changed a bit in five years!"