One word prompt: Hidden
Meredith wasn’t sure what time it was, but she knew that someone was in the liquor store. She sat up on the cardboard mat and put her hand over Lily’s mouth before waking her. Lily’s body jumped and her eyes shot open.
Meredith leaned down and whispered, “Shh! There’s someone here. We have to be quiet.” Lily’s eyes assented.
Meredith reached out in the dark and found the Mossberg. This would have been a great time to have some ammunition, she thought.
Glass crunched to the rhythm of footsteps. Meredith stood and readied the shotgun the way her father had shown her. The back room was almost pitch dark; she was relying on sound.
“Hello?” A man’s voice. “Anyone here?”
Meredith’s body was trembling. She looked at Lily, who had crouched in a corner. Meredith tried to look reassuring.
The door to the back room opened, slowly.