Wordle by Wordle: Day 31
Wednesday, Jan 31, 2024
Wordle #956 - BULKY
Chapter 5.
Bree’s words hit me like a self-driving Tesla. I’m almost too stunned to speak, but I manage to croak out, “What?”
Not a great response, I’ll admit, but it’s better than what I really want to ask: Are you sure? Because I can’t believe it.
“The police came here and—” Bree stops to blow her nose into an already wadded-up tissue. “Th-they found Roy’s body in Golden Gate Park earlier today. They think he might have been m-murdered—”
“Murdered” crescendos into another wail and Bree’s phone slips from her hand completely.
A chill submerges me like sinking into a lake, so primal and bone-deep that my bulky knit sweater doesn’t stand a chance of fending it off. I go cold, numb.
This can’t be happening.
Bree’s voice swims to me through the fathoms and I realize she’s been calling my name for a while.
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