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out.”</p><p id="272e">In her frilly yellow dress, Ginny flounced up the stairs, anger punctuating her steps.</p><p id="43f4">Alone. Singing to her bear.</p><p id="643d"><i>I love musical micro-fiction! And here are some more:</i></p><div id="e2af" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/just-an-old-fashioned-love-song-8b78786ae2fc"> <div> <div> <h2>Just An Old-Fashioned Love Song</h2> <div><h3>Micro-Fiction Inspired by Three Dog Night Songs</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*gx
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“No!” Mummy screamed.
Little Ginny threw herself on the floor, arms and legs flying. Her pudgy little fists pounded the blue carpet.
“To your room,” Mummy whispered harshly, “you’re in time-out.”
In her frilly yellow dress, Ginny flounced up the stairs, anger punctuating her steps.
Alone. Singing to her bear.
I love musical micro-fiction! And here are some more:
