here be wonder: bite-size short stories

the singing next door

I wish I could say the voice was beautiful, but it wasn't. It was harsh and shrill and it irritated every part of me.

I tried to ignore it. I really did. But I just couldn't take it anymore.

I knocked on the door and a beautiful girl opened the door.

"Oh, hey it worked," she said.

"Excuse me?"

"My Siren song. It's supposed to lure men to me."

"Oh yeah, it...it sure did."

I didn't have the heart to tell her why...