Being quarentined is not new to me. My entire family was quarentined when I got polio at the age of five. Then my allergies started with a vengeance and I could go outside without a mask to keep from breathing in the pollen. I didn’t write then but I daydreamed.

Being older I now write and have passed the 30,000 word mark, or at least reached it. Their rescued monkeys have been at it again. Tomorrow I will write the part that tells what they did.