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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
HEY! HEY! MERCY, WOMAN!
“I got a boy to raise. I can’t afford to lose this job.” Bette ripped the document from the IBM electric. The bank called it progress, she called it futile. “Doggone unerasable ink. Someone should invent…hmm.”
“Is that paint in the blender?” asked 12-year-old Michael.
Bette took a bottle of the white stuff to work with a small paintbrush. Before she knew it, her coworkers clamored for a bottle. She called her lucrative invention “Mistake-Out.”
“My mom was a dynamo. She built the Liquid Paper Corporation from nothing.” Monkee Michael Nesmith drawled. “All I did was sing and write songs.”
and just for fun…one of the songs Mike Nesmith wrote