Wordle by Wordle: Day 217
Wednesday, Aug 14, 2024
Wordle #1152 – SHORE
“No, that’s not what happened! I would never hurt Roy—”
“Oh, but you did! And you might have gotten away with it, too, if only you had thrown out the murder weapon.”
I move Froufrou from hand to hand to shore up my claim, demonstrating just how solid it is, how weighty, how lethal.
Except that this particular “Froufrou” hasn’t killed anyone. It’s an identical ceramic poodle that I managed to scrounge up on eBay only after days of searching. Well, nearly identical—she didn’t have that signature spot of black glaze on her front paw, but it was nothing a little Sharpie couldn’t fix.
“You just couldn’t bear to part with your precious Froufrou, could you?” I get my head back in the game, not letting up on Bree. “Or maybe you wanted to keep her around as a trophy of your kill. Murderers do that kind of thing, right?”
“I-I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Bree sputters.
She eyes me warily, then moves her gaze to Froufrou. At first, she seems to want to rescue Froufrou from my arms, but then she narrows her eyes at her. Like the inanimate object has somehow betrayed her.
“A forensic swab collected from Froufrou here came back with trace evidence of blood. Roy’s blood—"
“What?! When? Th-that’s not possible!”
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