Not really eager to talk to her idiot ex-husband, Kat instead studied the Rube Goldberg style devices in the nearby window display as she considered her options. She probably wasn't getting Russ's help. Her split-at-the-first-sign-of-trouble little sister wasn't coming back any time soon. And she couldn't leave that body in the freezer forever. The white-bearded fat man rolled through the church doors over and over again. The machine was stuck. “Something isn't doing its part right.” And that's when it dawned on her. Not wasting any time, she hurried away to set her plan in motion, feeling more hopeful than she had since this whole family drama started.
I think you know the drill by now, so just a quick review. Prompt in bold italic. 100 words. Jenny. I'm trying to string them all together, and Jenny's trying to stump me. C'mon, four weeks in a row of "holiday" style prompts?
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