Flash Fiction
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Chapter
The Wind Chime
The wind chimes jingled with an eerie tune as goosebumps dotted my body. I stopped sewing pillowcases. My hands trembled from exhaustion and anticipation of something ominous. I worked at a cafeteria during the day. To supplement my income, I sewed pillowcases at night. I knew it’s 2 a.m. without even checking the clock because the tolling was always accompanied by a repulsive odor wafting in the air. I don’t believe in the supernatural, ghosts, and whatnot, but I couldn’t help it. This unsettling…