When you do business with me, you’ll discover I’m the most honest estate agent in the world, which is why I don’t wear a suit and tie.
Sir, Madam, even though this house seems tranquil, it’s my duty to warn you about the poltergeist. Once upset, she bangs pots, hurls dishes around the kitchen, and turns on gas rings in the night, or worse.
You might think it impertinent of me to ask, Mr Johnston, but do you take your turn with cooking and washing up? If the answer is no, forget this house. The poltergeist will give you hell.
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Friday Fictioneers: 100 word stories
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