The Sunday Whirl

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Grandma was always kind to the child, never wanting to jinx her relationship with Joey but also wanting him to experience the way life could be, with rapture and adventure. She decided he was old enough to have the gift of sorcery she had practiced many years; just a favor of a few secret spells. This style of life served her well over time, but Joey’s mother was in denial such things existed and refused to let Grandma use any sorcery. They finally came to have a truce whereby Joey could be taught a bit, but with close supervision by his mother.

Wordle 697

The Sunday Whirl

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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Sara had a secret habit of reading, especially on rainy nights; huddled under a knitted blanket, getting the shakes as she devoured a murder mystery. Sometimes a bright flash would shine in the window glass and she would picture vivid scars on the murdered victim, in a twist of a nightmarish dream when she dozed off. These dreams and images often occurred when thunder joined the flashes of light. Sara’s mother wondered why her daughter woke up more tired than when she went to bed, but Sara kept it to herself.

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Wordle 696