The corridor was filling with smoke from the fire. What started with a small flame was now out of control! Soon, the big ornate box would be reduced to ashes, and all the clothes from the fashion fest, a gift from the Shah, would be ruined.
Oh no! Where is the cat? She was lying on the arm of the chair, but I can’t find her now. I hope she didn’t burn in the fire. At least my secrets were safe. I must refrain from feeling too smug when they find me amid the debris of the fire I started.
I Write Her 
Well you’ve piqued my interest!
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I like to tease. ;)
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Oh this could be the beginning of an intriguing story Susi. 🧡💛❤️
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Always! <3 Thanks, Sadje! I called them my weekly teasers. lol
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💙🙏🏼💙
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Yikes! I hope the cat escaped! Nice read, Susi.
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I hope so too! Thanks, Eugenia! :)
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You’re welcome, Susi.
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Riveting! What drove this person to commit suicide by burning to death?!?
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But was she really dead? ;) Glad you found it riveting, Val!
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