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The Chief shot eye daggers her way, and Betty couldn’t keep up the facade. She crumpled to the earth with cackling, uncontrollable laughter.
Sarah Paris
Simon Dillon
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Brilliant. :)
Novelist and Short Story-ist. Film and Book Lover. If you cut me, I bleed celluloid and paper pulp. Blog: www.simondillonbooks.wordpress.com
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