He had been in Charlotte’s house for an indeterminate amount of time, and days blended into each other until there was no distinction. She moved from place to place, always watching him, as if she were a spectral being and not herself.
Being a female, her enhanced spider-like sense could detect his slightest movement and shift. It was not as if he was dissident in any way; he was just different and destructive. She stared down at him in wonder.
Wherever he moved, immediate mayhem followed. Finally Charlotte scooped him up. “That’s enough for you, Wilbur! You need a diaper change, and badly.” They both giggled and Charlotte covered his face with kisses.
|An unexpected writer|
The above bold underlined words are from Delores at Under the Porch Light,
who faithfully provides 6 words and/or a phrase prompt. Writers can grab those words and take off with a poem, prose, fiction, whatever. Please click on those frozen cardinals in the sidebar to access her site. There are some strange people out there.