Robin Hawke


Perspective
December 14, 2011, 3:40 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

The entrance hall, a shade of mustard, was too small for conversation. Sally loved its color—it reminded her of the renaissance. It reminded her friends of excrement.

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Sounds like Sally’s friends need some culture.

Comment by Kay Camden




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