It’s the weekend and here is the next snippet from my story, Bewitched. Enjoy?
She looked up and glared at him. Her mind worked furiously on a story but couldn’t come up with anything. Which one had she already told him? Carol couldn’t remember. There were so many that the manipulations were getting mottled in her mind. Sometimes even she couldn’t tell what was true and what was fiction.
“I don’t have it,” was all Carol could come up with.
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