I thought of the glimmer Ash had in his eyes when I asked him what he had up his sleeve. His giggle sounded like nervous laughter. Then I heard a faint little bark and my skin felt like it was going to crawl, and I hated the idea that my eyes might swell, as I was allergic to dogs. Why would Ash bring a dog into my sanctuary when he knew this?
I had to get some fresh air, so I headed outside. Sitting down in my Muskoka chair I looked up to admire all the cumulous clouds that were floating around. This was my place of harmony.
Ash followed me outside and apologized. He asked if we could just sweep this under the rug and then we both heard a smash. There was broken glass everywhere.
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This was written for Wordle #151. Using the following words write a story.
1. Broken Glass
10. Cumulus Clouds