He made me kiss the ring on his decrepit old hand protruding from the scarlet sleeve of his velvet robe. Dusk was upon us in the castle, light only coming from the eerie flickers of candlelight.
It was damp and evil there—every sound making me jump with fright. Were my eyes playing a trick on me? I heard a chime ring out as I watched a bat sliced in half mid-flight. It hit the floor with a ghoulish thud.
Igor explained that was the official way to announce the beginning of Elvira’s trial.
Her charge? Being a bit too sexy.
Here’s her new book!
Nicely done. How funny to see her it has been a while. 🤗🤗
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Thank you, Joni! 🙂
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That was a very clever post Susi. ❤️
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Thanks, Joni! ❤
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❤️💋
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Hehe! Elvira was a fixture on the late night horror flicks… along with my father’s favorite – Svengoolie!
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🙂
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Wow! So well written Susi.
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Thank you, Sadje! 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend
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I always liked her. Have you read the memoir ?
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Me too! Not yet, but it’s now on my wishlist. 🙂
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I love memoirs, I’ll have to make a note of that one.
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very cool. I like how you tied it to a book!!
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Thanks! Glad you liked it, Ruth! 🙂
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