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January 11, 2007

David: Parlor Trick

John stepped into the drawing room. “Marsha!” he cried, striding across the parlor toward her. “How could you?”

“How could I what?” Marsha queried.

John paced before her, seething. “Running around on me, that’s what! With my own brother.”

“Oh, that,” Marsha admitted. “It wasn’t that hard, really.”

John stopped in his tracks and spun on his heels. “What?”

“He is your identical twin,” she acknowledged. “He believed I thought he was you.”

“And you let him!” John shouted. “That’s it. I’m leaving you. Enjoy walking the streets.” John turned away and rushed back out the way he had come.

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