Magnetic Pull

The bright yellow plastic 'M' had slid all the way down to the rubber seal at the base of the fridge. Not that I was specifically hunting for my initial or anything—it was just sitting there crooked, catching the cold morning light off the linoleum. Prying it loose without making a racket took both hands; that tiny black magnet on the back had way more grip than I expected. When it finally snapped free against my palm, the metal clack echoed right under the cabinets. I held my breath, waiting to see if anyone heard, but the house stayed quiet. I slid it back on two inches higher, completely straight. It just looks better that way. #Dolls #StrangerThings #Dollseries #OurGeneration