Today’s prompt was a 100 word story without that fifth alpha thingy. How will I do? That fifth alpha thingy is a major part of common communication, you know. Counting words, counting words… What a crisp morning! So cold. Max is lurking about. Singing, dancing and doing things that kids of four do. His girl sibling is too. Now both drag my husband into a room of toys and laughs. A good way to pass a Saturday, I think. I wish I could wrap up in soft warmth and start this day again. Can’t think of anything to add to that, not without my fifth alpha thingy that I badly miss.