Finished Folds (21—40)
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3"You think you're better than everyone else, don't you, Ellse?" She gave him a disdainful look. "Of course not. But you've just destroyed the evidence." She pointed to the bottle.
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6the sweet scent of nail polish followed him, cloud-like, throughout the day. If Tony thought it odd Eli lurked close during the day, eyes never leaving the glossy sheen of his nail
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1began to recite "The Owl and the Pussy-Cat" in elaborate flourishes of Shakespearean English. The invocation worked, and soon the shadow of the great horned owl
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3valuable time in our hunt for the rare spotted triangle hermit. He only comes out once a blue decade, and because of you, we've lost our window. Your sentence will be harsh."
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3Whose dream was this anyway? I fiddled with my dream activator, randomly punching buttons until I found the right one. Ahh yes. This was it. The walls of my house faded away
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2fingers deep into the rich, dark earth. "See?" she smiled, "this is the kind of dirt we had as kids, back when the Depression was just a twinkle in FDR's eyes." I leaned in closer
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3coquettish glances, coax forth their coy offerings. He would embrace their insipid mortality for this one night, shrug off his responsibilities of destroying villages & devouring
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0he winked, long and slow, right in time with his Christmas Bell. They whimpered and clung to one another, but the worst was yet to come. "Pretty Fly," screamed Santa Claus, "for a
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1the stress was too much on her fragile DNA system. She bubbled a bit, then gargled, then began oozing dime-sized Oreos. "I'm sorry," she whispered, as her plump body morphed into a
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3was big money, but even more importantly, it kept the unimprisoned constantly contemplating class warfare. They began thinking they deserved what someone else had created, and soon
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2the far end of Cancun, "because," as she explained in her dulcet tones, "if he misses land, he can swim." His eyes flared in fear. "Please, miss, not the water!" She lit the cannon
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1The water bubbled, like outta some kinda sci fi movie, and Martha just stared at it, certain that if she stared long enough, Devin would crawl back out. She could still taste
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3His name was Peter, and he was tall, really tall, like 40 feet tall, but he was mine. I had never had my very own demon before and it kinda rocked. "Call me Sarah," I commanded.
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2everyone knew you could trade hard, cold American moolah for the bright, shiny diamonds of the Congo river basin. That was Mom for you: always looking on the bright side. He sighed
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3through the tent flap, cutting down the lanterns with a spray of bullets. The dirty rotten scabs never saw it coming. In 40 seconds he had them all cuffed & ready to stand trial
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1slimy, fatty, flaccid bacon tugging free of Alan's pockets. He blushed, humiliated, and vowed revenge on the ravenous spaniel, but Wookie just gestured toward the George Foreman
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4kicking up a skiff of freshly fallen snow. It fluttered earthward like so many angel kisses, and my uncle was so appalled by his own actions that he retired that gun. Now he
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2It wasn't the constant barking that annoyed me. No, I could live with that. And it wasn't the incessant whining, either. That was almost bearable. It really all came down to the
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5Not everyone could live the perfect life. I set out early to prove that imperfection was even more difficult, but every time I turned around, I was accused of being cliche or passe
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3"April's Adventures, how can I help you?" Her voice was far too perky and I had had far too little sleep. "How about a library visit in August," I snarled, my bad mood bleeding