In Plain Sight
Millie was hiding in plain sight.
Millie didn't like the July 4th fireworks. After five days she believed it was over, the noise, but our neighbors hosted family and bam bam.
Millie searched for a place to hide and ended up in the grandkids "toy" room in a furry chair. She did blend well, but I found
Waldo Millie and took pictures.
I'll be back Wednesday with a post for the IWSG. Join me then when I talk about the stuff of writing.
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