Jezebel

~ Flynn ~

"Did I tell you Eva?" I asked my wife as we sat across each other eating

"Tell me what?" She replied with a mouthful.

" Donald has a maid" I grinned

"Tell me another joke" she said in a flippant manner.

"Have I ever lied to you Eva?" I put a hand over my chest.

"Yes"

"When?"

"Today, when I called at lunch, you told me you were eating the food I prepared for you but you were eating anothe instead"

Ohgawd....why did you give me a witch as wife??

"How...di....did y-you know?" I stuttered

"Call it a woman's sixth sense, especially a wife's"

"Well believe me now, Donald has a maid and it was her food I was eating when you called" I felt pleased with myself to be the first telling her.

"Can we visit this weekend?" Her eyes lit up.

"Don't tell me you want to matchmake them."

"No, I'm going to warn her to stay away from Donald so he doesn't hurt her and do exactly as he says. I hope she lives through till I get there"

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