Cleo walks daily at the mall. One of her doctors told her exercise would help.
Rotund is the kind way to describe Cleo, but morbidly obese is more accurate.
As she gazed downward last Thursday, she noticed the broken tiles mending. The dark stores brightened and reopened before her eyes. That hunched old man straightened.
Then she felt a wild tingling in her body, her distress releasing and her aches easing. She wasn’t a praying woman, but it was what she’d hoped for.
“I must be losing my mind,” she mumbled. “One of my doctors told me that would happen.”
Rotund is the kind way to describe Cleo, but morbidly obese is more accurate.
As she gazed downward last Thursday, she noticed the broken tiles mending. The dark stores brightened and reopened before her eyes. That hunched old man straightened.
Then she felt a wild tingling in her body, her distress releasing and her aches easing. She wasn’t a praying woman, but it was what she’d hoped for.
“I must be losing my mind,” she mumbled. “One of my doctors told me that would happen.”
