“Wow! The furniture is exquisite….”
“Yes. It is an inheritance I cherish.”
“Then, why is it placed under the tree? It should be safer inside the house.”
“The spirits that once owned it once live on that tree. I wouldn’t want them to enter the house.”
I had lost all desire to spend some time in the shade, with a glass of lemonade.
“See you sometime, Harold! You may want to have a look at some contemporary designs in my new furniture showroom.”
“Anything that does not have designs on my life…”
Did he sigh, or was I imagining it?
(100 words)
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Sounds ominous. Hope he manages to slip by the spirits.
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He just did. Part 2 is originating 😉
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I don’t think I’d worry too much in the daytime. Besides, it’s Harold’s inheritance, not mine.
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You are absolutely right 😀
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You are right Reena, one has to be wary of spirits.
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They might be friendly ones… like your ancestors 😊😊
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That certainly puts a spooky spin on a summer time appearance.
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😊
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I bet he did sigh. Don’t think it is going to workout for the two people in this story. Ah, life! Great story.
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Thanks, Lisa!
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Not only would I sigh–I would run. Fast. Brrrrrr.
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I’m sure he sighed. This relationship’s going nowhere!
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Sigh!
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Perhaps he knows he isn’t the one for her and that is why he sighs?
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Maybe ….
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It would put me off too!
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Fear strikes everybody 🙂
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