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Sep 162012
 

From a short short that is out looking for a home. Enjoy and wish it luck.

 

He got up and arranged himself at the top of the stairs to glare at Karen when she came in. She was perpetually early except to parties when she was precisely fifty three minutes late. She claimed that it ensured her entrance would have the greatest effect. He didn’t appreciate it now, effect or not. This was not a party to be crashed, this was his home. Come to think of it, he didn’t even know why she was here.