Margaret always thought that the old lift seemed incongruous with the the modern sky-scraper. Like all the other people who worked in the building, she avoided it at all costs, presuming it to be unsafe. Besides, the glass elevator on the building’s exterior gave a much more thrilling view!
She arrived to work late on Thursday, just in time to miss the departure of the elevator and hear the guard say that the elevator was being closed for maintenance. She’d have to use the old one.
Reluctantly, she stepped in, pressed “36” for her floor, and found herself there…in nineteen-thirty-six.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields gives us a picture as a prompt, and then we get to write a story of approximately 100 words on any topic we can come up with, as long as it’s inspired by the picture.