Wordle by Wordle: Day 99
Monday, April 8, 2024
Wordle #1024 – BREED
“Well, no, obviously. Roy was hurt, but like, weirdly calm about it, you know?”
I nod. Roy was that rare breed of person who’s impossibly slow to temper—he had a fuse longer than a goddamn CVS receipt.
“Even when he confronted me about Austin that night, even when we were arguing, he never really got mad-mad. It was like he didn’t actually care enough to fight for me. Which made me mad. Then he said… something, and I was just so angry that I—"
Bree stops short with a little gasp, her eyes wide and unblinking, like she’s witnessing the scene replay before her.
“I… I pushed him. I didn’t mean to hurt him, it just happened. He fell and hit his head and…” A flood of emotion overcomes Bree, but I’m able to decipher the final words she chokes out. “He died.”
For a moment, I can’t say anything. The reality of Roy’s death comes upon me like I’m only now hearing about it for the first time—heavy, suffocating, unbearable. The shush of cars passing by us on the highway weaves into the static filling my head.
“Why didn’t you call 911?” Someone asks, and I realize it’s me. My hands grip the wheel like we’re about to drive over a cliff.
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