Flash Fiction #10

The scene looked chaotic. There were books, furniture, and feathers everywhere. They had cut open all the pillows on the couch. All the pictures had been smashed. It looked personal.

“What were they looking for?”

“I am not sure……maybe the book.”

“When was the last time you saw the book?”

“It’s been about 15 years…….I think.”

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