I sat at my computer, hands frozen above the keyboard, brows furrowed in concern.
Something was wrong with Facebook.
I’d posted a picture over nine hours earlier and not a soul had commented on it yet. You know, the one of the funny pretzels the kiddos and I baked for dinner last night? It had gone completely unnoticed.
There were no messages beneath
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I started fooling with my privacy settings, locking things down tighter and tighter until all I could see were the whites of my eyes.
This was a great line. :)
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