I HATE that he’s so handsome. I HATE that he makes me weak in the knees. Most of all I HATE that I agreed to give him three chances to hide from me. I only give my suitors one chance, and when I catch them, I cut off their heads and stick them on posts. Ninety-nine heads stand in front of my high tower. I plan on making it a hundred. I won’t be flustered. Nobody hides from me!
The Story Finder
Voices in Fairy Tales
by Michelle Tocher
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