Wordle by Wordle: Day 226
Friday, Aug 23, 2024
Wordle #1161 – LEECH
Roy strolled back toward me, hand extended, and I returned my phone to my sundress pocket so that I could take it. When the sand refused to release its leech-like hold on my mired feet, Roy had to grab both of my hands in his own, pulling hard.
My feet finally came free with a sucking squelch as the seawater rushed in to fill the holes left in the sand. We danced away from the surf, hand in hand, and I playacted like it was trying to swallow me up again.
Still smiling, we made our way more slowly along the beach, swinging our arms a little.
“You know… I heard that crabs mate for life,” Roy said after a moment. He was looking out over the ocean, the breeze whipping his dark hair away from his eyes.
“I think that’s lobsters.” I scrunched up my nose skeptically. “And I don’t think that’s true.”
“That’s what I love about you, Cecilia,” Roy said in that joking tone of voice of his. “You’re a hopeless romantic.”
“Well, I’m certainly one of those things.”
I bumped my shoulder against Roy’s, he caressed the back of my hand with his thumb, and we walked away.
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