“Dammit,” she grumbled as the screen of the tablet turned off.
Etta fumbled around in the kitchen drawer for a charger cable. She yanked the microwaves plug out of the wall and plugged in her tablet. She peered at her reflection in the screen waiting for the tablets power button LED to turn green.
“Hurry up and turn me on,” said her reflection. “We miss you already.”
Story by the amazing Little Fears!
Art by me (Liz)
Nothing relieves anxiety quite like creating art on the beach.