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Baseball Bats And Ballpoint Pens

By Shane Alexander Greenhough

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2012 Shane Alexander Greenhough

Brett swung the baseball bat at his wife’s head. She ducked with a scream and the well-aimed shot whizzed over, millimetres from concussion.

He really does love her.

“What the hell are you doing?” she demanded, hopping away from a second swing.

Crystal didn’t consider a demented grin to be much of an answer, but it seemed to be all she would get.

“Crazy, son-of-a –”


“Ah-ha,” he cried out, triumphantly, “got you.”

Seriously, he does love her.

Crystal fell down – as one is wont to do, given the circumstances – and rolled onto her back to look up at him with whirling eyes.

“What. Are. You. Doing?” she punctuated each syllable with a surprisingly steady voice. Brett called that “mother mode” and it made him wish they’d had kids.

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