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Koen As A Writer
Koen As A Writer
She was a daring, brave, wine drinker with slimy fingers and
handsome toes. Her friends saw her as an arrogant, adventurous
animal. Once, she had even saved an awful chicken that was stuck in a
drain. That's the sort of woman he was.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the
figure of Gregory Greenway. Gregory was a snotty friend with greasy
fingers and wobbly toes.
As Naomi stepped outside and Gregory came closer, she could see the
grubby glint in his eye.
Naomi looked back, even more relaxed and still fingering the
weathered book. "Gregory, exterminate," she replied.
They looked at each other with sneezy feelings, like two angry,
annoying aardvarks walking at a very daring Halloween party, which
had flute music playing in the background and two tight-fisted uncles
hopping to the beat.
Naomi Barker went back inside and made herself a nice glass of wine.