Frazzled

Frazzled didn’t even begin to cover the level of stress Steph was dealing with. Glancing at the clock, she grabbed her pen and paper and picked up her glass to drink some water before running to her next meeting. Tilting the glass up and closing her eyes, she enjoyed the cool, refreshing liquid until she felt something chunky slide down her throat.

Glass of Water

Happy Reading!

~ Eileen 🙂

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