Mausea Twitchford. Week 5

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They found his body. Brought his ashes home. Betty placed him in an urn on her chest of drawers, where she can see him every day when she wakes up. Read more…

Mausea Twitchford. Week 4

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Nobody knows where Ned is. He has seemingly disappeared completely. I don’t know what to do. Afterall I am just a scared little mouse. Little Mousey. That’s what they all used to call me. Betty is distraught of course. She thinks he is dead. I refuse to believe it. Afterall he couldn’t die so soon after his wedding. Read more…

Mausea Twitchford. Week 3 Part 2

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I spend all my time in the garden. It’s easiest that way. Then I’m not faced with them. Read more…

Mausea Twitchford. Week 3 Part 1

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There’s nothing like a good run home after a hard day being a flight officer. Really helps ease the stress out of your owns. So all medical professionals say that even with proper support cleavage sags. It’s not like anyone will care. Only one person might. I think. Maybe. Read more…

Mausea Twitchford. Week 2 Part 2

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The babies are missing.
Somebody actually broke into my house, in the middle of the night whilst I was sleeping, getting past all the alarms I had in place and stole those screaming pain in proverbial babies. Read more…