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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: TEDennis who wrote (62)	6/16/1998 3:01:00 PM
From: TEDennis	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

Muffy looked at the picture Lewis/Louise showed her. Not surprisingly, it was very similar to the one she had found in her dear departed Shorty's collar. She snickered to herself as a vision passed through her mind of Shorty's tail hanging out of the violin case. Michelle, taken back by the snicker, became enraged. "This is nothing to laugh about!", she said. Muffy, properly chagrined, retrieved the cheap photo from her purse and showed it to Michelle and Lewis/Louise. Stunned, Michelle said "We've been looking for you for over 20 years! I have spent most of my daytime hours at my job as counselor for Child Protective Services trying to track you down. Of course, I had to stop looking in the evenings so I could pursue ... uh ... other interests." Muffy couldn't believe her luck. All these chance happenings, culminating in being reunited with her brother. Uh ... her sister. Or whatever. Just then, the throaty sound of a Harley Davidson pulled up outside Muffy's motel room door. In walks a handsome stud of a guy. He says, "Hi, I'm TED. I've been trying to catch up with you, Muffy, to express my gratitude for the assistance you gave to the person who ripped off my possessions a few days ago. Thanks to you, and that Policeman named Jeff, I was able to recover all my possessions. The USAW deal is still safe. Here's a check made out to your name for $100,000. Hopefully, this will repay you in part for your troubles. "Say, don't I know you from somewhere?" TED asked Lewis/Louise. Muffy fainted. In her hand, she was tightly gripping her necklace. On the back were the letters "FF". Michelle, upon seeing the letters, screamed "Fred Fulsom! And Wilma, his beloved wife! It's true .. it's true .. it's really true!"