“The Third Switch”
By Scott L Vannatter – 100 Words
Three little switches were on the contraption. Keith looked at the first one and flipped it.
All of the lights went out in the house. He flipped it back – nothing.
When he flipped the second switch, the lights came back on.
Smiling, he flipped the third switch and waited; nothing happened.
Scratching his head, he walked back upstairs to his wife staring out the window.
“What’s the matter, Sweetheart?”
She simply stared and began to shiver. Keith followed her finger pointing toward the large window.
New York City was dark.
Keith began to worry, perhaps, it was not just NYC.