55 Fridays: Snippet

[Side note #1:  Which means, of course that it’s longer than 55 words.]

“Get the fuck out of my flat,” he said, standing straight. He smoothed his blue cardigan, straightened his glasses, and gave her a disdainful sniff. “Until you can learn to be a decent human being, you are no longer allowed to just barge into my flat as if you owned the place. Neither me or my brothers owe you a damn thing. You’ve done a fine enough job raising us, but honestly, you have the empathy of a slug. I would expect more warmth from a snowman and more softness from a sword!”


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