Today's 5 to 55 challenge prompt words in bold.
It
was a homemade problem, nothing illegal,
but it required comfort food—popcorn.
The stray had
appeared on the porch. Dark
fur. An omen? I wanted to keep
it. Chuck didn't. One more
thing to argue about. I
waited for Chuck to return. To
tell him he was right. To
tell him we'd make it.
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