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Antithesis

Pam sorted through her mail.

The death threats went to security to determine if they were a rant or something more serious.

She poked through the usual pile of fan mail. It had always amused Pam that the men who seemed barely capable of signing their own names, would send her missives detailing their fetishes.

Pam smiled in delight. She recognised the handwriting on the parcel, knowing it would contain a card that simply read: thinking of you. There was never a return address, but his taste in women’s clothing was impeccable. Why couldn’t all her fans be so delicious?

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trueblood100challenge #22: return