The Witch with the Switch
The Switch followed her.
She came sidling in through the door, smartly turned out. Curious for a shopper to walk with arms tightly crossed across the chest and without a purse. A young thing tripped behind her heels.
" Is this your own place or rented?"
" Err, huh huh...."
" Never mind, I saw the board and came in. Last time we got a potted plant. Nothing now? Oh well bye."
She turned and glided out.
The End.
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