A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table. Samsa was a travelling salesman and above it there hung a picture that he had recently.
What were they eating?
It didn't taste like anything she had ever eaten
She knew the answer would be one she didn't want to hear.
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MaryLou wore the tiara with pride. There was something that made doing anything she didn’t really want to do a bit easier
It was a rat’s nest. Not a literal one, but that is what her hair seemed to resemble every morning when she got up. It was going to take at least an hour to get it under control and she was sick and tired of it