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In the quaint village of Bramblewick, just outside the bustling city of Leicester, England, an extraordinary phenomenon had taken hold, causing the once tranquil lives of its residents to be thrown into utter disarray. Each morning, the townsfolk awoke to find their hair had taken on an increasingly vibrant shade of crimson, as if some unseen force was gradually painting their tresses with a fiery hue.
As the days passed, the villagers of Bramblewick became more and more perplexed by this peculiar occurrence. Rumors began to spread like wildfire through the cobblestone streets, with
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In the quaint village of Bramblewick, just outside the bustling city of Leicester, England, an extraordinary phenomenon had taken hold, causing the once tranquil lives of its residents to be thrown into utter disarray. Each morning, the townsfolk awoke to find their hair had taken on an increasingly vibrant shade of crimson, as if some unseen force was gradually painting their tresses with a fiery hue.

As the days passed, the villagers of Bramblewick became more and more perplexed by this peculiar occurrence. Rumors began to spread like wildfire through the cobblestone streets, with everyone speculating about the cause of their sudden red locks.

One afternoon, inside the cozy tearoom on High Street, a group of concerned residents gathered around a table, sipping on steaming cups of Earl Grey and nibbling on freshly baked scones.

"I tell you; it must be that new hair tonic old Mrs. Thompson brought back from her trip to India," declared Mrs. Jenkins, her own once silver hair now a striking shade of crimson.

"Nonsense!" retorted Mr. Harris, the village blacksmith, his beard now a fiery red to match his hair. "It's got to be some sort of curse! Mark my words."

But before the debate could escalate any further, a soft chime sounded above the tearoom door, announcing the arrival of a newcomer.


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I was born in England, but have lived in Southern California for many years. I m now retired and live in the Pacific NW in a little seaside city amongst the giant redwoods and wonderful harbor, almost at the Oregon border. My husband and I have one cat, called Midnight and she is featured in two of my latest Sci-Fi short stories. I love Science Fiction, animals, and trying to help others. I publish under Doreen Milstead as well as my own name. My photo was taken right before the coronation of QE II in the UK.