If only I had feck, Ivanka sighed, flipping through “Cosmetic Surgery Today” magazine and trying to imagine which body part she should attack next. Add dimples to her knees? Fix those pesky frown lines? What a bother! There must be someone I can hire to acquire some feck. But where does one purchase an item like that? Oh, I'll ask Daddy and he'll buy up all the feck in the world, he'll do anything for me. And that will show you, mean old Samantha Bee. Everyone else will be feckless. Except for Daddy's Liddle' Princess.
Amy DeMasi is a writer living in California.