Scavenger Hunt
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The Musical Kind
Cured by aggravation
“Why ya holdin’ yer breath?” Davey asked his friend.
Pete exhaled. “Hiccups.”
Another loud one escaped.
“Ah, musical kind. Tried sugar?”
Pete nodded. Inhaled.
“Want me to scare ya?”
Pete’s eyes enlarged. He shook his head.
“Drink from the opposite end of a glass?”
Pete growled. The hiccups stopped.
“Cured!”
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Lori Carlson writes Poetry, Fiction, Articles, Creative Non-Fiction and Personal Essays. Most of her topics are centered around Relationships, Spirituality, Life Lessons, Mental Health, Nature, Loss, Death, and the LGBTQ+ community. Check out her personal Medium blog here.
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