[Dated 1-6-11]
Rachel was quiet when she awoke early, not wanting to disturb Jean if she were still asleep, not wanting to disturb anything in the quiet morning light. She slipped on her running shoes, a pair of pants, tank top and was reaching for warmer clothes to put on top of that when she looked out the window... and saw trees. Tropical trees to be exact, replacing the winter wonderland that she'd gotten accustomed to over the last few weeks. Dropping the warmer threads, she smiled and headed towards the front door, glad to not have to run through snow.
And that was when the next shock arrived. Standing outside, Rachel simply stared, not quite comprehending the sight in front of her. It was a
birdcage, taller than she was, with artificial trunks built near the top, leaves shading the interior. Thinking she saw movement, Rachel approached, peering inside to try and see better.
"Hello? Little birdies?" At least she hoped. If it were snakes, she was going to be pissed. Someone sure had a sense of humor on them.