tooth soup

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Dave did as

he was told, and with each fevered whoof! of effort found himself struggling harder to lift the stool. Suddenly it was a concrete block, a lump of steel, a lead elephant whose fierce trumpet …

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‘Stop right there,

young man.’ Dave had wandered into his bedroom, shaking his head and continuing to mutter to himself over the possibilities of his new-found state. ‘I have informed you that we have work to do, …

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The next morning,

Charley let Dave wake up slowly. It was an intriguing thing, watching the huge man roll from one end of his bed to the other, forcing the springs to emit creaks like the …

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It was a quick

and messy fight. Dave’s incurably diuretic mouth emitted a stream of curses that had periods inserted forcibly into it, and it wasn’t long until even his brave lips refused to soldier on. Dusting …

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Note: The response to my question of whether to serialise a couple of my longish short stories was an overwhelming yes, so here is the first one. I’ve set up all the parts to automatically post …