On thE other side of the the door it was noisy. The jivey music drew her in. "I'm not sure this is right - I should be doing wifey things like washing, cleaning, home making and the like", she thought. (This story is set in the past, well before TV adverts with men with smiley faces cleaning the kitchen floor and doing the laundry.) In the end she decided it was too dicey to give in to the music and she headed back to the normality (and drudgery) of her daily tasks.
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