Wordle by Wordle: Day 95
Thursday, April 4, 2024
Wordle #1020 – CLIMB
Bree doesn’t say anything as we make the climb up Church Street. She sullenly leads the way, shoulders slumped a little, glancing back only once to make sure I’m still following her.
I can’t help but wonder whether it’s all an act. Maybe she’s not devastated—maybe she’s cooking up more lies with every silent step. But when she sidles up to her white Tesla Model S, the look of dark misery shadowing her mascara-smeared face seems impossible to fake.
We both stand beside the car awkwardly, neither of us knowing who should make the next move. Lola squirms but I don’t let her go, yet.
“Look, how about I drive you back to your place? We can… talk on the way,” Bree says listlessly.
I think it over for a moment.
I’d prefer to revisit the crime scene, but I doubt that Bree will be letting me into her home anytime soon. I also don’t love the idea of getting into a car with her. She killed Roy and tried to cover it up—what’s to stop her from driving into the middle of nowhere and offing me?
“I’ll drive us,” I propose, as a sort of compromise. I don’t exactly trust her behind the wheel when she’s this upset, anyway, murderous intentions or no.
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