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I wasn’t supposed to speak at the wedding, and yet there I was, microphone in hand. 160 or so faces looking at me with concern.

“Why are you wearing Mum’s boots? You know it’s forbidden.”

She pointed at the cupboard and smiled, “The treasure is in there.”

“The code is 2412, but hurry we are running out of time.”

He had crashed his car and knew he would have to do the rest of the journey on foot.

The green dress was waiting for her in her hotel room.

He stood outside the Chinese restaurant on 5th street a little too long to appear as someone contemplating the menu. But it was now or never. He had to tell her. The door swung open and he took his chance.

“This is not what I had in mind,” she said to her sister, as she picked the lock to the local metaphysical store. A moment later it gave a satisfying click.

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Houses