Chapter Eight By Guinevere

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To: mattberry727@gmail.com
From: maryberrysnowe@gmail.com
Cc/Bc:
Subject:

Hey,
Sorry for the mix up. My brother, Matthew must've given me the wrong email address. What a dishrag...
Oh well, hope I didn't freak you out.

Anyways I'm Mary, currently living in Vancouver and going to a stuck up private school, York house. My parents are making me go under the impression that it'll make me turn out all nice and perfect. I wonder if they realize it's too late...
What about you?
And no, I'm not a creepy stalker.

Hey there's this riddle I've been dying to tell someone, you mind?
Well I'm telling you anyways,

On Sunday, someone murdered a businessman. The detective interrogated 3 suspects.
The maid, the mailman, and the butcher.

He asked all of them the same question:
What were you doing on Sunday at 3:45?

The maid said, "I was making the bed."

"I was chopping meat." Exclaimed the butcher.

And the mailman replied, "I was delivering mail."

Who did it?

Anyways, bye!

-Mary

Sent September 1, 2014 at 3:54 pm

Dear MatthiasOpowieści tętniące życiem. Odkryj je teraz