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Coretta Dobles.

All she wanted was to have her house painted………..


Coretta Dobles was fed up.
She’d had enough, she was over it, she couldn’t take any more.
It cost a small fortune to have her house painted, a small fortune she didn’t have.
She scrimped and saved and went without.
The painter assured her that it would all come out the same colour, nothing fancy, just an annoying shade of brown.
It didn’t seem like too much to ask for.
The problem arose because Merrill Vanevery, the painter in question, had not read the side of the can. Merrill had been a painter all his adult life so his days of ‘reading the side of the can’ were far behind him.
As Coretta described it in her suicide note.
“Everything above the ground floor is in black and white, including the people and the furnishings. I cannot stand it any more. I don’t want black and white knickers. Even my…

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