Move On

“Josephine, who are you talking to?” Emily Carter asked her daughter.

“N-no one, mom,” Josephine replied with a shaky voice.

Emily pressed her ear to Josephine’s door, she could hear whispers.

“You have to get out of here before she catches you.” Emily heard, she smiled with satisfaction. Her daughter was finally being a normal teenager. Josephine Carter has lived in the small town of Browsville all her life and never has anyone noticed her. People knew her but they didn’t truly notice her. To most, she was just a small blip on their radar, nothing important. She tended to stay cooped up in her room, with a simple story or poetry book. She loved reading almost as much as she loved to play the flute. So for Josephine, having a friend sneak into her room was a big improvement to her mother.

“Dinner’s ready,” Emily smiled, making her way downstairs.