Bring Out the Broom (Patreon)

The last months of spring had come and gone, and still, the leaves and dust had to come in from somewhere, and eventually, a sweep would be necessary, when she finally got around to it. 

A line of jars, on the back wall. A place her eyes fell every day, but didn't linger. Just the place to stash a cleverly concealed camera... 

The motion sensor must have clicked to life when she walked into the room, only moments before she decided that she wanted to feel a bit more comfortable and free as she conducted her routine chores...

(Yeah, some of my recent posts have been a little weighty, so I thought a double feature might be in order, to show that, yes, I still know how to have a little bit of fun for the sake of fun, and that not everything's a damned manifesto. ;-) )