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Two Weeks Later...Knock, Knock
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| My name is Chuck and I'm here to see Rose Arthur. | |
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| You can come in...but, unfortunately, my grandmother, Rose, died a few months ago. | |
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| That IS unfortunate because I am here to offer her a book deal to write a book on being the oldest and most persistent, yet still unpublished, writer in the world. | |
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| It's probably also unfortunate that her spirit is possessing my body and will use me to kill you. | |
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| Ummmm, yeah....well, I probably should be going now. I'll send a letter to offer her the deal, instead. | |
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