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She didn’t mean for it to happen. Or she did.
She was no saint.
Sure, decades have passed. Much water under bridges.
A better person would have let it go.
Not Linda.
Not when Marilee had deliberately spilled nail polish onto Linda’s gown on competition day.
Twenty years of rumination.
Until … Marilee’s brand new car.
Linda gifted a young neighbor with spray paint.
An aspiring painter with bad aim.
Sweet revenge.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt of: Revenge in 72 words
Na'ama Yehuda 
Oooohhh… that is mean (yet so deserved!)
Well done, you!
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Yeah, don’t be like Linda (or Marilee… ;))
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Tee hee… No, ma’am!!
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😀 Didn’t think so! 🙂
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🙂
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Perfect….it’s never too late 🙂
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Ha! Sometimes late is even better … like aged wine … 😉
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Sweet revenge, served very cold indeed
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Ha! perfect description! 🙂
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Ouch!
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Indeed! 😉 Some people do hold grudges … and too many people do not apologize for things done, which does not help … Ouch indeed!
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And so it is those pesky humans and their strange opinion of what is fair. 🙂
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Ha! So it is! 🙂
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