“He’s got his mother’s eyes, his father’s nose… and his grandmother’s ears.”
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“Why does he keep them all in jars?” asked the second detective.
Bite-Sized Horror #3: Inherited
“He’s got his mother’s eyes, his father’s nose… and his grandmother’s ears.”
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“Why does he keep them all in jars?” asked the second detective.
Wow, quick turn. Love it 😍
Thanks very much, PJ! It means a lot 🙂 I’ll be doing more of these two-sentence horror stories on a (hopefully) daily basis!
Excited for more 😁