9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for September 04, 2014

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Man: martine, don't look now, but I think we're being shadowed. Woman: Where? Man: Back there in that little copse. Woman: Keep walking. I'll deal with him. Man: When she met me, she was immediately besotted with me. It was all I could do to keep her hands off me. Woman: Cease all movement, or the next breath you draw will be your final.