Story Notes:
In the 2+ years I've been on this site I've never yet done a 55 word challenge. So, possibly under the circumstances of a fever dream (I am tanked on cold and flu medication and mainlining cough mixture as I type) I had a bash at not one, but *two* linked 55 word constructions.
*Dec 2022 edit* - I noticed a typo in the second one so I have rectified that.
Pam wandered out of the bathroom, one towel securely wrapped around her body; another, her hair.
Jim was propped against the headboard of her bed, legs stretched out, a beaming smile.
“What are you grinning at?”
“This is never going to get old.”
She gave him a grin to match and shook out her hair.