Today's OneWord: Waving

She spent each waking moment waving to the mailman, waving to her neighbors as they puttered by on their scooters. She wouldn't stop waving - her wrist cracked and propped with each swivel of it, her fingers stiff and numb in the winter morning air, that constant slight swish of self-made breeze as her hand moved back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until she lost feeling in her arm entirely.

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