This story is the fifth one to my Squish-Squash, Pumpkins and Gourds Prompt Call.
Stranded ‘Verse, after Family Distancing.
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“There’s way too much orange around here.”
The woman was probably five years too old to be a Karen.
(Autumn was dreading the first time that someone called HER Karen.)
What she was, other than just past Karen-hood, other than wearing her cheap paper mask poorly (her nose was showing) and wielding her overpriced designer purse like a weapon, was obnoxious.
“It’s Autumn,” Autumn explained, from behind the protection of her very nice tie-dyed (orange and yellow) mask. “It’s a harvest display.” Continue reading