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"Come in." Her hoarse voice sent a shiver down his spin. As he opened the door, letting himself into the foyer, he was overcome by a wave of warmth.
From around the corner she came, just as beautiful as her pictures. He looked her up and down, smiling inadvertently.
"Welcome!" she croaked. "I was just about to prep dinner. Come on!"
She led him into a well decorated kitchen, picking up a knife.
"So tell me," she said. "What did you last eat?"
"Sandwich?" He was justifiably hesitant.
"With turkey?" He nodded, to which she smiled.
"Tasty." Then she lunged.
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Short StoryFlash Fiction ● A form of fiction that "communicates via caesuras and crevices. There is no asking more, no premise of comprehensiveness, because flash fiction is a form that privileges excision over agglomeration."
