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Don’t You Trust Me?-Arrondissement Part Sixty

“She’s lying!” exclaimed Nikita. “I don’t think she was,” countered Arpin, “She did not smell of deceit.” “If I were to lie, I might say something that sounded dangerous but would be impossible to check,” added Maxi “Monsieur L’Horloge, what … Continue reading

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Insights and Delights -Arrondissement Part Forty-Nine

Zsófia was still filthy when they returned to the Tower Cerulean but Monsieur L’Horloge did not care. He flung his arms around her and kissed her deeply. If she had any doubts about his love for her, and she didn’t, … Continue reading

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The Dead Do Not Pay Taxes-Arrondissement Part Forty-Two

“It can’t be done!” stated Mistress Rosamund. “And yet it was.” “Imma tellin’ you, while you can banish a spirit from a building-“ “Yes, I’ve witnessed more than a few,” interrupted Detective Durand. “-Goody fer you. But that just prevents … Continue reading

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Personal Delivery-Arrondissement Part Forty-One

The gatehouse of the Tower Cerulean was gated with a crystal portcullis, which reflected the late afternoon sunlight. It was as beautiful as it was robust, at least that’s what Sergeant Gendarme Arpin remembered from a school trip to the … Continue reading

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Silence is a Vice-Arrondissement Part Ninteen

Uniformed gendarmes pushed and shoved a large group of people into the station’s lobby. The arrestees were all shackled together and made no secret of their displeasure. As it happens, the gendarmes were no less happy to escort this large … Continue reading

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Task

“What are you doing?” he asked. She scooped up a handful of sand and placed it in the battered bucket next to her. “Cleaning things up,” she replied. He looked around them, there was nothing but sand as far as … Continue reading

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Just me and my words

Writing is a lonely business. This is not a cry for help, more of a statement of fact. It consists mainly of sitting alone punching a keyboard or scribbling in a notebook, punctuated with long, empty pauses as you stare … Continue reading

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These things are true

Nice is not as good as kind. Petting a cat or dog is quick way to feel better. Portion sizes on food labels were written by people who clearly don’t like to eat. If you love books, you will always … Continue reading

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