Who’s At The Door?

Who's At The Door?  A YeahWriteMe Microstory for #NaBloPoMo

A light rap, more like a scratch, catches my ear.

I turn my head and look at the door.

No one’s expected.

It’s late.  I’m already in my pyjamas.

Another rap. More urgent.

I get up and turn out the front light.

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20 thoughts on “Who’s At The Door?

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    Kathy Combs (@Kathy29156) says:

    So me. I never answer the door. But since I am usually alone, or alone with kids….I just don’t. If they can’t call first and let me know they are coming they are not supposed to be here. No money for door to door sales people, no patience for those looking for Jesus. I already found Him, and if they haven’t, I can’t help them. 😀

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