I understand his bizarre needs, and, over the years, I have learned to accept and overlook his strange behavior. We’re even on a first-name basis.
“Oh, Jack! You have blood on your clothes again?”
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I do for him twice a week. I’ve been working for him, I guess, it must be going on four years now. He’s a pleasant enough man, middle-aged and quite mannerly, but also quite untidy. Although a Londoner, he pays me well to neaten up his rooms, launder his dirty and stained clothing, and throw away the unfortunate souvenirs he sometimes brings home late at night.
I understand his bizarre needs, and, over the years, I have learned to accept and overlook his strange behavior. We’re even on a first-name basis. “Oh, Jack! You have blood on your clothes again?”
Nicky Johnson
20/1/2019 01:33:41 am
This was really good. Interesting original take--nice work.
david croll
23/1/2019 08:59:37 pm
that was great. Comments are closed.
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