The floorboard creaked. Anna stood. Breath held. Unmoving.

 

One more step. It’d be within her grasp.

 

Cautious.

 

Quiet.

 

Arm outstretched.

 

When her hand closed in on it, she felt a familiar tickle.

 

“Oh God, not now.”

 

Finally, it would be hers, and now her own body was working against her.

 

She tried to stifle the sneeze, but it sounded like a bellowing walrus.

 

Frozen with fear, she stood waiting.

 

There came a slight moan, a rustling of sheets, and nothing more.

 

A sigh of relief escaped her lips.

 

Prize in hand, she fled like a black cat in the moonless night.

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