THE RED GLOVE

July 18, 2012
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The red glove yearned with all her being to perform a dastardly deed. In fact, the word ‘dastardly’ danced about in her mind through all her waking hours. She wasn’t all that perfectly clear on what it meant, but she knew a certain amount of nastiness was involved.  For instance, when dining one evening with […]

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