Drone – photo from Pixabay.com
Growing the hedge hadn’t worked. Folks were still spying on him. Why were they so interested? He aimed his best assault rifle at the drone.
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Written for Kat Myrman’s weekly Twittering Tales Challenge
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That’s one way to get rid of them…though I wonder too, why we’re people so interested in spying on him?! Mmmmmm….
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I think because he has a rather worrying collection of weapons!
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I kinda thought that! Haha!
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