I Asked God to Protect My Home Without Specifying How
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It started with a rash on Eli’s arm. Red, angry, like poison ivy but wetter. We tried calamine. Then antibiotics from the urgent care. The skin broke open anyway. It smelled wrong. Sweet and sour at the same time.
Karen got a spot on her neck two days later. Then Caleb’s ankle. People around town started showing up with bandages, with scarves in warm weather. The ER filled up. The state called in help. Men in white hazmat suits started knocking on doors.
A woman from the CDC took swabs. She didn’t meet my eyes. “We’re asking everyone to stay inside,” she said. “This is temporary.”
It wasn’t.
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