Mr Wrong…again by Lauri Kubuitsile

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Gorata peeked over the window ledge. It was him. She sat to the side of the window, listening. First- knock-knock. Wait. Then knock-knock. Wait. Then a triple. So like Richard, always thinking more was better.

She met him online and should have known, anyone who updates their FB status hourly must have issues. His good looks reeled in her frivolous side. Served her right.

He was up to two double knock-knocks, a split second between them. That was it. She took out her SIM card, broke it in two and reached for the classifieds turning to “Flats to Rent”.

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  1. Pingback: He’s Mr. Wrong… But You’re Ms. Something Is Wrong With Me Too by @LaughCruz | NovaGiovanni.com

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