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Daily Short Story 03b

Short StoriesBy Jason Goodyear03/28/2025

The Meal Every time I rotated toward her, I motioned a kiss, and fluttered my eyes in a flirtatious way. But it didn’t work. She kept turning the spit, cooking me over the hot coals.

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