The Hum Inside the Flour Bin
For two days, a quiet buzzing sound floated through Priya's kitchen. It came and went, and no one could find it. Her little brother said it was a ghost. Her father said it was the refrigerator.
Priya decided to be a detective. She took a notebook and wrote down when the buzzing happened. It always came in short bursts, a few seconds apart, and always when the house was calm.
First she put her ear against the refrigerator. Nothing. Then she checked the window, the toaster, and the old radio on the shelf. Still nothing. But when she walked toward the pantry, the sound grew louder.
Priya opened the pantry door and followed the hum to a large flour bin. She lifted the lid, dug carefully into the soft white flour, and pulled out a flat, gray rectangle. It was her father's phone! It buzzed once more in her hand.
Her father had dropped it there while reaching for a bag of sugar and had never noticed. He laughed and thanked her. Priya wiped off the flour and wrote one last line in her notebook: "Case closed."