six word story no. 114

Clouds painted leopard-spot shadows on sand.

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six word story no. 113

His underbite only accentuated his charm.

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six word story no. 112

He saw father in the mirror.

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six word story no. 111

In her free time she forraged.

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Six Word Story No. 108

She tormented him with her castanets.

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Six Word Story No. 107

He’s my baby, I’m his honey.

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Six Word Story No. 104

His politics were her mildest concern.

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Six Word Story No. 101

The new man could write some.

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Six Word Story No. 100

Kissing the frog, she tasted insect.

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Six Word Story No. 99

Her sense of mission was misunderstood.

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