Excerpts from the Graveyard File: The Toad

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A frog almost the exact same shade of green-brown as the swamp water sat at her feet, regarding her with bulging eyes. “That’s right. Stare. Go ahead, it doesn’t hurt my feelings.”

Claire blushed. “I’m sorry. I just never met a talking frog before.”

“Toad,” the amphibian corrected. “I’m a toad. Princes get turned into frogs. Dragons and lawyers get turned into toads.”

Claire drew back. “You’re not a lawyer, are you?”

“No. And that’s the only thing that keeps me going.”

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About amandakespohl

Daydreamer. Fantasy writer. (Accidental) squisher of lizards. Care Bear filled with razors. One of the original @Plottymouths. Oh, and I'm a lawyer.
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