Please vote today if you get a chance. We are up against Beverly Jenkins, whom I deeply respect, so I can’t really trash talk her and Julie James, whom I haven’t had the pleasure of reading yet. So instead of trash-talking, we decided to sweeten the deal on our end. 🙂
Kate and Curran Twitter: The Dress
Kate: At the market. Do you want anything besides coffee?
Kate: What kind of meat?
Curran: Delicious meat.
Kate: I get that. Beef or venison?
Curran: I don’t care. Hey, so about your dress.
Kate: Which dress?
Curran: The white one. I washed it but the blood won’t come out.
Kate: Did you try to do laundry again?
Curran: I don’t try. I do.
Kate DM: Julie, is he doing laundry?
Kate: Did he separate whites and darks or did he just stuff them all together into the washing machine again?
Julie: He separated. He bleached your dress. I told him not to do it.
Kate: It’s the second time he has ever done laundry in his entire life. We just need to cut him some slack.
Kate: Hey honey, did you use bleach on my silk dress?
Curran: Yes, I did. The stains won’t come out. The instructions on the container said to soak it in a gallon of water and a cup of bleach, so it’s been soaking.
Kate: Aha. Can you check on the dress?
Curran: Sure. Hmm. Kate, I don’t know how to tell you, but your dress has holes in it. I don’t know how that happened.
Kate: I didn’t like that dress anyway.
Kate: Curran, are you there?
Curran: Yeah. Hang on, there is something walking across our lawn.
Kate: It’s probably just the electric meter dude again.
Kate: Curran? Do not assault the meter person. If you chase him up a tree again, we’ll never hear the end of it. I’m serious.
Kate DM: Julie, what the hell is he doing?
Julie: There is a giant two headed dog in our yard. It has huge horns and it’s dripping glowing spit. Curran’s talking to it. Hang on, I’ll open the window.
Julie: It’s just told him it’s a demon. He’s asking it what it wants.
Julie: Apparently, it wants to eat his face. Oh it puked up a dog corpse. Gross.
Kate: Is he beating it?
Julie: With a cinder block the contractors left.
Kate: Does he look happy?
Julie: Yus. He’s smiling. There is blood everywhere.
Kate: ::sigh:: Do you want anything from the market?
Julie: Eyeliner and apples.