Frank was sick. His nose was running, his throat hurt, and he felt generally lethargic. An early night would probably cure him of the worst of it, he thought. Just a cold.
It wasn’t until he got up in the morning and looked in the bathroom mirror that he realized there was something more serious going on. He wondered what kind of a doctor he’d need to see for the three toes growing out of his forehead. Perhaps a podiatrist.
Author’s note: Until October the 31st, I’m going to use this space to create possible beginnings for my 2016 NaNoWriMo project. Feedback is welcome.
14 thoughts on “A Clue”
LOL Since I feel like Frank, and took to my bed ever so early last night, I had hoped for a more normal outcome for Frank! 😛
For sure. Hehe. Nothing worse than athlete’s head. 😉
Hope you’re feeling better today, Joey. 🙂
I’m not, but I am no worse. Just about 6 more hours and I can rest again.
Hope you’re feeling better today. I have it now. Ugh.
Oh no. I am better, but not BETTER. 😦 Sleep lots. Drink all the fluids. x
Fluids I can do. No sleep for me when I have a sick kid. He won’t stop coughing.
Oh that’s awful. I hate it when the babies cough all night. You do Vick’s on the feets?
I don’t. My mum used to do that to me, and I hated it. 😛 Does it really work?
Well don’t do it if they hate it! Yes, it works. I cannot say it stops the coughing entirely, but it reduces it substantially.
I’ll try it. With a smile on my face as if it’s the best thing ever, of course. 😀 Thanks, Joey.
Great. I have a cold now. I hope I don’t sprout toes out of my forehead.
I have one too! Ahhh!!!