Please Note: this is 100% fiction!
Adjusting my blond wig, sunglasses, and sunhat, I checked my lips in the makeup mirror. Perfectly red. “Excuse me,” a voice said, startling me. I looked up to see a man in a slightly-wrinkled gray suit. “Are you Mrs. Morwena Cartwright?”
“Depends on who’s asking.”
“I am PI James’s uh-assistant and I was instructed to hand this directly to you.” He handed over a rather-thin envelope, not what I was expecting. Immediately, I tore open the envelope, hoping for incriminating evidence to prove my son-of-a-bitch cheating husband was indeed cheating but instead, it was empty.
“What the hell is this?”
(100 words)


well done!
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Thank you.
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Ooh! Suspense!!!
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This definitely caught my attention .
Anita
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I’m glad.
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Guess she has her answer, even if it goes against what she believes. Good one!
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Oh no – don’t leave us hanging, we need to know what happens next! 😃
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This story was sorta the beginning of the story linked:
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Thanks for the link, after reading the piece I can understand the disguise 🙌😃
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i suppose he’s not cheating at all. 🙂
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Or maybe the PI isn’t on her side.
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Oh! We need a follow-up next week.
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Already have, this sort-of prequel story was inspired by this story:
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Oh oh … I think someone’s having the last laugh …
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Maybe…
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