She walked around the bed, her bare feet silent on the carpet. The quilt, faded mulberry and rose, whispered to her.
It was the pillows. Something about the pillows. She squeezed her eyes shut, willing the thought to return. Pillows…
There were two. Propped against the headboard. Trimmed in lace… Dammit! What was it?
She lifted her hands, grabbing bits of hair and pulling it from her scalp. “I can’t remember!”
The man sat up in bed. “Did you hear that?!”
“I told you,” his wife yawned, “this place is haunted. By that murdered girl. Go back to sleep.”
July 22 Prompt: Perspective (In 99 words – no more, no less – write a story about a change in perspective. It can be a transition of one character or a change between character points of view.)