We grew up together, and shared a lot of chores. I did not mind bearing the brunt of adult wrath, whenever Linda bungled over something. She offered to do my homework, and I was glad to accept…. always good friends. It was all good till she met that guy, Danny, from the city.
Her shadow looms large over the house, on my return from the graveyard. Nobody knows she was a victim of slow poisoning. Linda had gotten too big for her boots. I made sure that the corpse was not wearing any shoes. She so needed to be grounded.
Creative Experiments and More 
The world of the ‘possible’ always surprises us.
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Ha, that can happen I imagine…
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