Nitwits! by zanya Dribble Flash Fiction contest entry |
Lady Melissa threw her needlepoint on the floor.
Her aged father, Lord Ailesbury watched, aghast. "Have you taken leave of your senses, Melissa?" "No, papa, I plan to marry my beloved John Smith, a commoner." Lord Ailesbury gasped loudly, clenching his chest. "Love is for nitwits," he muttered, before expiring.
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