Today’s words are: MERRY, ANGEL, CHESTNUT.
And my ongoing story is…
He took a deep breath, his hands on his chest, wondering if he was about to see ANGELs, his pain beginning but also over. But nothing felt different inside, no cause to be MERRY. He wasn’t sure if he was upset or delighted, but knew that wasn’t a smile on his face.
“Enough,” he mumbled to himself.
He scrambled to his feet, grabbed the chair and wrenched it across the room, vaguely aware of it striking something. He stood as tall as he could, but then leaned forward, squinting at his visitor.
“What the hell kind of CHESTNUT are you?”