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You never know what to expect when Connie turns up, one day she’ll be vivacious, the next, vile!
One day a year she’s both; she’ll gatecrash a Halloween party dressed as a smiling sorceress. She’ll frolic, dance and kiss people’s cheeks, then suddenly her inner witch erupts, and believe me, you would not wish to witness that!
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Thanks to Sammi Cox for hosting the Weekend Writing Prompt.
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Excellent take on the words prompt, Keith. You nailed it
I’d rather not make Connie’s acquaintance. Fun story!
Connie’s convincingly convivial! 😀
Oh Connie, Connie, I have seen people like you. I played squash. One time while I was in the dressing room a guy walked in whistling and the happiest of blokes. He chose his locker, opened his sports bag, and I heard him scream “ the stupid bitch forgot to pack my shorts” and he stalked out kicking the locker. Connie would be proud.
Connie seems like she has a split personality
Very clever, Keith.