Saturday, December 10, 2005

Three short stories

Story #1: A crack in the case
Detective Eddie Fulman frantically pushed his way through the crowded police department and burst into Sergeant Brick's office.

"Sarge," he rasped, catching his breath. "I think I got a lead on that McGruder case!"

Sergeant Brick glared at him over a mess of paperwork that cluttered his desk.

"A lead?" he barked. "We caught that bastard three weeks ago! Where the hell you been?"

"Vacation."

Story #2: The mystery of the missing locket
When Sheila awoke, she knew something was amiss. She'd dreamt last night that a strange man in a black fedora had broken into her house and crept around the bedroom as she and her husband slept.

While she knew it was only a dream, Sheila couldn't shake the image. It had felt so real. Too real.

Wiping away the remnants of her fitful slumber, she sat up in bed and looked at her night stand.

"My locket!" she cried. "It's gone!"

Just then her husband walked into the bedroom. "I found it," he said. "You left it in the bathroom again."

Story #3: The greatest story ever
Timmy pulled the blanket up to his chin and smiled as his father closed the book.

"That was the greatest story ever, dad."

His father tousled Timmy's hair. "Glad you liked it. Now go to sleep."

1 comment:

Nox said...

For someone who celebrated the death of the joke, that first story sounds suspiciously like a joke...