for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt where the given word is Wanton and the limit, 60 words.
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I’m Blake. PI. Mission? Follow male suspected of affair with wanton female.
16.27. Linton Road. Suspect leaves home.
16.47. Bloom Street. Suspect enters florist.
16.52. Exits with flowers.
17.03. Suspect enters Juniper Avenue.
Coincidence. I live in Juniper Avenue.
17.09. Suspect knocks door of 27.
What? I live at 27.
17.11. Female opens door.
17.12. Couple embrace.
That’s my wife!
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Keith's Ramblings 
Well done. Poor PI. A new twist to the “eavesdroppers hear no good about themselves” idea. 🙂
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That’s what they say! Thanks, Christine.
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Sometimes ‘Ignorance is bliss.’
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Certainly in this case! Cheers, Denise.
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Oops.
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Absolutely!
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Clever idea for story.
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KInd of you to say so Sadje, thank you.
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You’re welcome 😉
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Is that egg on face or something like that.
Good One Keith! 🙂
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Almost certainly Jen! Thanks, so much.
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🙂
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Dear Keith,
18:30 – what did she fix her private eye husband for supper? I’m sure he has a dish for her. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Humble pie perhaps? Thanks, Rochelle.
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There’s bound to be a bit of a dust-up from this one.
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No doubt about that Mimi!
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Uh oh!!
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…putting it mildly!
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Hi Keith – clever take … fun to think about – no! Cheers Hilary
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Thanks so much, Hilary.
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