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Prompt: I shot my butler.
“I shot my butler,” Mrs. Smythe-Wilcox sat on the edge of her seat. Her back was rigid and her ankles crossed. Her gloved hands rested on her lap. “But I didn’t expect him to get hurt.” “Uh-huh,” I answered skeptically, … Continue reading →
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