Full Moon

Amber pushes the snooze button.  Rolling over, she shifts her eye mask-7:50am.  She surrenders to the cozy blanket cacoon.  Deet deet deet, bleets the alarm.  Sophie, her black cat, serenades her with a symphony of meows.  Deet deet deet.  She sighs “Saturday, I love Saturday."  Amber’s PT Cruiser needs a new headlight so she shuffles over to the computer.  The mechanic opens at 8am.  “Perfect” she whispers.  Amber stands up and Sophie excitedly circles her feet.  “Hungry puss?” Amber asks.  Sophie meows in delight as she opens the can. A few moments later Amber is dressed and proceeds to leave.  She gets to the bottom of the stairs and flinches.  The door is ajar.  Her jovial mood rapidly deteriorates.  “My wretched neighbors” she huffs.  She vindictively slams the door shut.  Even after posting a sign, and speaking to her landlord, the people on the first floor continue to leave the door open.  She's tried talking to them, but they just ignore her. Amber sighs “I don’t like doing this but I have no choice.” she says to herself.  “Tonight is a full moon, and I am a wiccan”.