“Whatever happens, don’t open this?” Mom commanded as if the colonel of the army and marched out of the room.
I obeyed with a soft nod but confused eyes.
I stared at it and saw a pair of eyes on the brass knobs of the polished brown wood.
Peeked outside the room.
“Should I open it?” I grinned like a witch, “But maybe it had something forbidden for me, just
like Adam’s apple?” I contemplated.
Stared back at the hutch, but darn those eyes reflected at me!
"Is it my consciousness or just the reflection of my own eyes?"
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