Wordle by Wordle: Day 38
Wednesday, Feb 7, 2024
Wordle #963 - AFTER
Motive, I can work with. Motive leaves clues. Clues that I can track down, follow, use to find the murderer…
After what feels like a Scorsese goes by but couldn’t really have been more than a few minutes, Bree comes back into the living room.
She looks a bit better than before. She’s cleaned up the mascara that was cascading down her cheeks and reapplied her rosy lipstick. She even smiles a little, apologetically, and settles back onto the couch.
“Sorry I blew up like that. It’s just… a lot to take in.”
“No, no, don’t be sorry! Your feelings are valid,” I find myself saying. That’s a thing, right? Something a therapist might have on their wall?
Bree looks slightly heartened, but she doesn’t say any more. Waffles, spying an open lap and intuiting that it belongs to someone who doesn’t like cats, jumps straight from the floor onto Bree’s thighs. She flinches but then gamely pats his head.
“Hi, Chicken,” Bree coos. She can never tell them apart. “He’s like Lola—pets always know when you need cheering up.”
“At least he’s doing a better job of it than I am,” I say wryly. Bree doesn’t argue.
“This really sucks,” she says after a moment and takes in a shuddering, sighing breath.
“Yeah. Yeah, it does.”
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