A Spare Scene from Yet Another Unwritten Novel

“That was the first thing we noticed,” Dalmatia said. “The copy-machine was broken.” “Broken? How?” “The cover-glass was cracked. And when we opened the front cover, we found a photocopy of someone’s bum jammed in the fuser.” “That would have been before you found Fred’s body.” “Yes. He was hidden behind the coffee cart. WeContinue reading “A Spare Scene from Yet Another Unwritten Novel”

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