The Making of Monsters (MDFL #3)

I walked the dogs this morning and left Grandma asleep. When I returned she wasn’t in her bed. She wasn’t in the bathroom. She wasn’t in Joe’s room. She wasn’t on the porch. So I began to panic and consider stories for plausible deniability to cover up the monster that I am… until I found her peacefully asleep in my bed: clothes changed, covered in a blanket she had brought with her. There was no walker in sight, however, so who’s the monster now?

Cry laughing again,
Anne
October 21, 2022