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Aunt Lilian looked over the ledge, her fate decided. The merry folk of the Acre Nut Old People's Home laughed weezily, danced arthritically, played sport poorly, but at least THEY were happy. Lilian wasn't old, she was only 53 but SHE was m…
One fine day, when the cherry blossoms had well... blossomed, Phyllis sat in her chair, contempt with her successful morning of butterfly catching. Her feet ached slightly and her coat was itchy from the intense heat coming down from the mi…