George tumbled through the door onto the roof. He could hear the shuffling of feet on the stairs below.
Why?” asked George.
“Oh, we all get our kicks somehow,” sighed Lucy. “That, and my ex-tells me I should channel my hobbies into doing more good for the world.”
“And this is doing good?” cried George.
“Yes, well,” replied Lucy. “But, maybe not for you.”
George looked over the edge at the stained pathways below. The stairwell door creaked open.
It’s not too late… We can get Lucy some much needed therapy. 😀
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Therapy might not help. Or, she might not need.
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Mmmhmm. 😛
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Love the sound effects! I think you’re getting a good handle on just how much to use them to add to the story!
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Cheers again, Marge. Needs some work, but sparingly used, they would help.
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