Shower Time

woman under showerhead

Tired and grimy from a long day, I was eager to get to the shower the second I arrived home. I bee-lined for the bathroom. I turned on the shower to warm up and hurried into my walk-in closet to take off my dirty work clothes.

As I pulled my shirt over my head, the sound of the shower quieted and then the light overhead clicked off. My closet door had closed, pressing the button for the light. I shoved the door back open and glanced around, but no one was there.

With a racing heart, I questioned what had happened. The door to my closet had already been open when I walked in here, so there wouldn’t be a bounce back from me throwing it open. So how had it swung shut?

But I was being silly. I’d probably moved the door or something in my rush.

Even so, I faced the bathroom as I took the rest of my clothes off. I told myself I was being paranoid and there was nothing to be scared of.