She sucked in a haggard breath and cautiously tiptoed over the lifeless form. Crack! Her heart pumped into her throat as she wheeled around. What was that? Still clutching a laundry basket full of shirts and socks she inhaled, smelling spring rain and something not at all pleasant. This can’t be happening! Backing her shoulders to the wall she stole quietly down the hallway.
How can this be happening? I’ve only just begun.
She tip toed past the first door then inch by inch set the basket down. The stench grew stronger. She closed her eyes and prayed. Lord help me! Then as if her body was its own machine separated from her rational mind it propelled her through the door. Ah ha!
This is what she saw…
Guess what’s on her knee? But who could be mad at this face…
Do I need to tell you what the stench was or can you see for yourself at the far right corner of the mattress?
Oh and the lifeless form? A stuffed bunny on the floor of the laundry room. The crack? A baby gate falling down as I attempted to relocate a stack of clean laundry. Brandilyn, you’ve opened a whole new world to me. My imagination is only the beginning thanks to The Fly.
This has been another Fab Friday Post at Blog Schmog
Fab as in Fu-get ABout it!
Fab in the “Fabulous I’m getting another cup of coffee before I tie myself to a rocket headed for the moon” kind of Friday. Is there anyone out there that can relate?
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