The spider was not large who interrupted my changing of the bed. I startled to his jump. Quick I darted to the kitchen, rednose at my heels. I grabbed a mason jar. When I returned the spider had not moved. My fear confined internally and overpowered by innate love, I adjusted the bed frame so as to create sufficient space for me to place the silicone embrace. She jumped once more toward me. I closed the lid and set her free outside beside the beautyberry. the end.
a snippet into my life in quarantine, thanks for reading :)