Moue Smirk 😏

Her face offered a moue, a smirk of disbelief and contempt, for the fresh news.

There was something wrong, something funny, something not right with the announcement.

Her gut knew they were lying. The gut followed by connecting the signs and most importantly by watching, by listening and by using silence.

Like a red hound dog, she was alert, but her class and demurred behaviors kept her within the sly.

By intuition, she broiled the liars.

She knew. She knows

BoJenn 2018

Should I continue?

Thanking all lovely thoughts today

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