Phreddie Spider’s Web: “Ms. Elda” — 2.002

Ms. Elda “George” A quiet voice said, “Hey George.” George feels a warm hand upon his forehead, and opens his right eye, slightly. Seeing through the squint, his mother’s hair tickles his cheek and annoys his eyelashes. He smells her. Still returning to himself, he searches his memories: friend, flowers, a yellow sleeve. I have to pee. Repressing the nagging…

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