Yours, Mine, And Ours

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Genres: Fiction
Could it be a hoax? Or was it a missive, doubtless stuffed with anthrax, from the remaining members of the ThreeFer triplets? Since they had nearly killed us, I did not blame Cadence for fleeing the premises. “George,” I said. “Busy,” he replied. “I gotta bid on this or eBay’s gonna let somebody else have it.” I did not want to know what had George so enchanted he’d barely spoken. “George!” “Whaaaat?” He looked up and saw I was pulling on a pair of evidence-handling gloves (we kept several pairs in our desks). “Wow. That’s never a good sign with you, Shiro. Unless you’re up for some really sick sexual shenanigans. Or, wait. Is that dumb dog Adrienne kidnapped on her way? If that animal drops one load near my workspace, I’ll—” “Take a look,” I invited, snapping first the right, then the left glove in place. He ambled around to my desk and looked down at the envelope. “Baaaad shit,” was his very accurate comment. “You think it’s from them?”
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