Wordle by Wordle: Day 56
Sunday, Feb 25, 2024
Wordle #981 - SMITH
“Thank you. Yeah, Bree’s taking it pretty hard.” I frown, thinking about how Bree’s really been acting, but it probably comes off as concern for my “sister.”
“Well, you tell Bree to take all the time she needs. Her job will be here for her, when she’s ready,” Karen says in a cheerful, motherly sort of way. I get the impression that Karen is in no hurry to have Bree back, or maybe I’m reading too much into her chirpy demeanor. “And if there’s anything I can do?”
“Actually, maybe you can help me. Bree thinks she might have left her portable charger here, she asked me to look for it,” I say, deception coming more easily when I’m on the job.
“Fraud!” A man with a scraggly white beard shouts from behind a nearby bookshelf. He points a paperback clutched between his bony fingers at me and Karen.
I gulp. Is my cover blown? Did that guy make me somehow? He lopes over to us and I get ready to flee.
“The Fraud by Zadie Smith! That’s the book I was trying to remember, the one I was telling you about,” the man says animatedly to Karen. “Do you have a copy?”
“I will check for you in a moment, Eugene,” Karen says patiently to the bearded man—clearly a regular. “But I’m going to help Olive here first. She’s Bree’s sister.”
Eugene gives me a quick once-over.
“Huh. You don’t look much like Bree,” he says bluntly.
Yeah, well, I don’t look thirty-five either.
“I get that a lot,” I say and force out a self-deprecating chuckle. The wig slips a little. Go away, Eugene.
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