Sunday, November 20, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday: Down the Yellow Brick Road: Finding Home

He lied about going to search for something! Was he plotting her death and figuring out where to hide her body? Not if she got him first, she thought, gripping the rock tightly. She snuck up behind him, pausing briefly to take one last look at his butt. He truly did have the finest ass she had ever seen on a man. Pity she was going to probably have to go mobster on him. With her voice strong, Dorothy lifted the rock, courage in her eyes.


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