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Mrs. H stood up and stumbled towards her next victim. There was a loud bang and Mrs. Hemming's head seemed to deflate, bits of brain matter and skull splattered against the pavement. It looked like something out of a Jackson Pollock painting. The only thing I thought at that moment was 'Damn. She made the best chocolate chip cookies in town, now who am I going to get to make me cookies?' As this is my first book on this account I would really appreciate some feed back on how to improve. Let me knw what characters you like and which ones you dont . Enjoy Love you guys :)
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