Bushwhacked

ACME anvil fell on head.

Chloe arms and legs flailed cartoonishly from the sides.

I swear I heard a taunting “BEEP-BEEP” of the Road Runner somewhere along the way.

Grief is like that, I suppose. It hits you out of nowhere and leaves creepy little birds circling around your aching head.

Apologies for the lack of posts the last few days. I was playing Wile E. out in my mind’s desert.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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