The alarm went off at 6am, Nyx opened one eye, turned it off and rolled over. Until the smell of cooking from downstairs made her sit bolt upright. She hadn’t set the alarm, today was a nothing day. So who was in her house? Nyx followed her nose downstairs and came to a sudden halt in the kitchen doorway.
“Morning sweetheart. Come, sit, tea in the pot and breakfast is almost ready.” Said the woman.
Nyx shook as she dropped into a chair, “But Mum….you’re…you’re dead. I mean, you…you…you died!”
“Ah, yes, well, about that…”
This is my entry into the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups over at Julia’s Place go and have a look at the other entries.