"Marnie?" Val asked cautiously, slowly lifting a mint green dress from the washing bucket. "Please don't tell me this used to be my emerald-green work dress."
"Uh..."
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Short stories of Settlesbrooke
General FictionShort stories. Really short stories. Shorter than Val.
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"Marnie?" Val asked cautiously, slowly lifting a mint green dress from the washing bucket. "Please don't tell me this used to be my emerald-green work dress."
"Uh..."
