Spooky

I had been in the middle of cleaning listening to music in the hallway. When over the music I heard it.

A gift my maternal grandmother gave me when I was 6. It is a musical unicorn you wind. It’s broken, you literally have to hold it and crank it.it hasn’t played in 32 years.

And it played one single note.

I walked up to touch it. Nudged it. Picked it up. Shook it. Nothing. 

And I ran screaming from the kitchen.

I told my mom. I don’t think she believes me.