My Mystery: Cha Fourteen

[Previous chapter is here.  I’m very very sorry] “It’s a lovely cottage”, said Kossov Dith, “I like the yellow roses” Goober Partridge surveyed the quaint little house. It had roses, a picket fence and cartoon bunnies playing just out of the corner of one’s eye. “Here’s a woman”, Partridge said, “Who lives a small life”, […]

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