“Follow me,” Margaret said. “I’ve got something I need to show you. You won’t believe your own eyes!” And with that, Margaret stepped up to the stucco-covered wall, put her hand out to touch it, and stepped into and through the wall. And then she was gone.
Becky stared at the now empty wall, her mouth agape. She slowly walked over to the wall and very tentatively touched its rough surface. She put her hand where Margaret had put her hand just moments before, but nothing happened.
Margaret was right. Becky couldn’t believe her own eyes.
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Photo credit: bookbadaboom/Pikabu.