Kaylie entered the room with her chaperon and sat in the waiting area as directed. Her chaperon continued on to the fish bowl office to find the secretary. There was another little girl in the waiting room. She had a corn-husk doll tucked under her arm.
The little girl looked at her doll, then turned to Kaylie and said, "My dolly says you're here to get tested for magic. They told me I don't have any magic, but my dolly says it doesn't really matter."
"Your dolly can talk?"
"Yeah, but most people can't hear very well. Would you hold my dolly while I go use the potty? My mommy says I can't take my dolly in with me because that's how germs spread." Without waiting for an answer she hopped down from her chair, handed her doll to Kaylie, and walked out into the hallway.
"Can you really talk?" The doll continued staring off.
In the office, the chaperon chatted with the secretary. "Another child without any magic, huh? I don't know why they bother testing so many children. Chances are the parents already know by now if their kid has any potential. Seems like a waste of time just to pander to their denial."
"Well, they have to be sure. Can't have any special little snowflakes out there miss out on the exciting opportunity to change the world."
They both laughed.
"Okay... Huh, that's weird. I guess she's been tested before?"
"Yeah, twice."
"Well, third time's a charm, right? Head to Room 2A."
"Alright, I'll see you later, then," and he headed back to the waiting room to collect Kaylie.
"Where'd you get the doll?"
"Her name is Molly. She's Rachel's, but Rachel had to use the potty."
This was my entry for 's Short Story Initiative which I think is also technically flash fiction. I'm quite enamored with the whole idea of flash fiction, but I've not done very much of it yet. Here's the only other piece I've done: A FlashFiction Christmas in 2050.
Artwork is my own.
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