Story 80
Who?
When I got home, she had her upper body stuck under the bed, flailing her legs. I thought maybe she had tried to reach something and got stuck, so as I went to grab her ankles to pull her out, the doorbell rang.
āWait a moment,ā I said, heading to the entrance.
When I opened the door, there she was. It seemed she had just come home. Then⦠what was the thing under the bed earlier?
I turned back toward the roomāand her legs were still there.