It had started to niggle, that rather irritating cough that wouldn’t go away – when working in the garden or worse when she left the house.  The brabbling drippy nose was no joy either, especially when the weather was colder.  The two combined during Covid 19 fed her with a wet mask and many a look of fear or distain.  It was difficult to tell the difference.

(66-Word Micro-Story)

Prompt inspired by Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #187 Niggle. Please click through for the rules if you, too, would like to join in.

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