It’s time for the Sunday Whirl. The writing prompts for Wordle #448 are below.

“Aw, c’mon baby,” Collin whined. “Lemme hug your face.”

“My face is a restricted area, dimwit, and so is the rest of me,” Lauralie explained. “Keep your distance.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t you watch the news, or read the paper, or anything…”?”

“Nope! Collin shook his head. “The cult I belong to doesn’t allow such things.

“A cult? Lauralie gaped. “You belong to a cult?

“Yeah, but it’s just my parents, my sister and me. We’re a ‘homegrown cult.'” he explained. “We call ourselves “The Family.”

“How original!” she laughed. “But seriously, these are strange times we’re living in. You better get woke to the Coronavirus before the city ends up in lockdown.”

“Don’t worry. I wash my hands once in a while.”

“Yeah, but for how long? Do you count to twenty or sing Happy Birthday while you’re washing them?”

“Better than that. I sing Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin.” Collin beamed with pride.

“Yeah, right.” Lauralie rolled her eyes. “Let me ask you something: Why do you want to hug my face, anway?”

“Duh? Don’t you know kissing spreads germs?”





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