He wants to know how she found out. He was so careful. But she accused him straight away. He hadn’t even got into bed. She doesn’t say she saw the grid marks on his naked body. That she recognised the chair he’d got them from. That she’d sat there too.
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She liked to sit on the patio, invisible to the plants and butterflies. One day, as she lowered her weight onto the chair, her buttocks seeped through the mesh and started dripping down to the flagstones. She flowed right back into the earth. No one would see her again. Ever.
The evidence was plain. There were no explanations.
Oooh...now this is a hint for a delicious story! You are a literary tease! :)
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