Two-Sentence Terrors | Under the Bed

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Under the Bed

I rolled over in bed and whispered into my sleeping husband’s ear, “David, I think something is . . . under the bed.”

From the shadows beneath the bed frame, David breathed, “Baby, I’m down here.”

 

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