# The Sunday Whirl 12-28-2025

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- Published: 2025-12-28T19:53:56-05:00
- Author: Heidi Dare Turner Jenkins

I couldn’t help but sense that the lingering touch on my shoulder felt oddly human.
Instead of fear, my heart was full of joy. My spirit was focused on a place of peace.
Otherwise, the sharp pain of regret would bring me to the point of losing my mind
as I sit in this neglected farmhouse. Who was I kidding? I was stone-cold scared
and wondering who the heck was in here with me.

[#Wordle 737](https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2025/12/28/wordle-737/)

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