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At the airport table she became aware of a presence.
Turning slowly her eyes met the plastic blue gaze and frozen stance of The Watcher.
Jennifer Hint Memoir MonthFeel free to post your own hint memoirs in the comments too if you want I’d love to read em :).
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how the hell did “Moosellaneous” not make it into this story???
Hi Lain, Let’s put it into some flash fiction shall we?
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FIRST MOOSELANEOUS, THEN THE WORLD
The new name for the airport souvenir shop was definitely silly.
But it also had an uncannily strong effect on all the non-Alaskans that passed through the airport, drew them in like tacky t-shirt seeking moths to a flame.
‘My evil plan is finally back on track’, thought the mannequin as she stood there, watching.
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Aww I missed commenting on this one! That thing freaked me out… I kept jumping and looking up “Oh mannequin” then looking down then jumping again…over and over lol.
Love ya,
Jenn
Hi Honey,
“I kept jumping and looking up “Oh mannequin” then looking down then jumping again…over and over”
Ha that’s an awesome hint memoir. Yet another thing you’re faster at writing than me :P.
Love,
Anita
I’m going to see if I can get “Oh mannequin!” to catch on as a replacement for “Goddamn!”
LOL