Sneak Attack

“Hey!” someone shouted from behind her.

Mary turned to look. An elderly gentleman was rubbing his throat confusedly.

“Ow!” cried someone else, rubbing the back of their head.

A hand suddenly covered her eyes; a pen was at her throat. “Gotcha, honey.”

Having a commando for a husband was… exciting?

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