| re: 75 WORD WRITING CHALLENGE -- March 2012 -- Culhwch Wins!! Late home When Eddie got in from work, something seemed off. Couldn’t place it — thought he probably just lost money at the bookies. All through our takeaway curry, not a word. Even he wasn’t usually this silent. I didn’t ask, didn’t want his problems. And if he was punishing me, I wasn’t rising to it. Not till bedtime I noticed his head was a festering skull, sockets dropping worms on the sheets. His snoring was better though. |