“Have ten?”
“Yeah, maybe … kind of twenty. Depends on how you count.”
“I don’t need to count. I need only five.”
“I might need ten plus two. And yours are not needed.”
“Why two more?”
“Larger and stronger ones, for support.”
“And what will you achieve with those?”
“A dead body.” Karen’s voice was stern, and the expression menacing.
“Whaaatt?”
“Yes. Your dead body, after I asphyxiate you.”
Mom turned around with a jerk.
“What are you two talking about?”
“Fingers and toes and two strong wrists. Allen is my twin brother, but he irritates me no end.”
(99 words)

Sounds like my two nephews when they were younger and now they are best of friends (high fives)! Creative take on the prompt, Reena.
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Thanks, Charli! Have I missed your deadline for the Rough Writers’ assignment, or do I still have a day? Just been busy …
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You are officially a Rough Writer, Reena! I’m juggling the timing for the Vol. 1 release which was supposed to be by the end of November and yet I still don’t have my proofs from the publisher. But that won’t stall our work on Vol. 2. I’ll be contacting all the Rough Writers after the new year for that project.
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Yikes!
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🙂
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Now that’s an original interpretation! Well done!
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Thanks, Norah!
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