He stood, looking professorial, crossed his arms and told her, “the world is always changing, Phyllis.”
“I suppose that’s true,” she answered, “but we all have a dark side,” and she decided to confront him about it. “You can’t fool me Harold, I know you’ve been seeing Marie on the side.”
Harold started walking toward the reptile cage, ignoring her accusation. “Most people would consider these creatures ominous, but I can’t help but adore them.”
Phyllis was not getting anywhere near the cage. She knew that Harold had been working with reptiles on a secret serum but as his part time assistant, she wasn’t quite sure what the serum was intended for.
Harold slid the top off the reptile cage and took out one of his favorites. Phyllis started backing away. “Harold, you know I don’t like it when you take them out of the cage. Please put it back.”
Harold was caressing the large creature, and started walking towards Phyllis. Phyllis was backed up against a cabinet with no place to go. When the authorities found her, thought it was unusual that she had died on her feet, seemingly frozen to a cabinet in the lab.
Unfortunately, Harold disappeared, along with his reptile collection.
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OLWG#404- Heraclitus and Juana Ines de la Cruz
The Bag Lady 
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