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Walt pulled a real humdinger. He made sure Sarah C gave ~M the pie that was tainted with sleeping powder. Knowing she would be suspicious of anything he gave her, he recruited Sarah from the local office and worked it out with the owner of the bar. Turns out, the only music playing was a loud stereo system. The bar had been closed for months now.
Taking the opportunity to investigate ~M’s home, Walt carried her to the car, buckled her in, (safety first, ya know), and headed back to town. He radioed me to let me know the plan had succeeded and he was on his way. I had no idea what he was talking about. He never let me in on it. . On the way past the bar, Walt threw something out the window. The place went up like a volcano erupting. His fancy for the flame had gotten the best of him. The bar was a pile of ash in no time, leaving no evidence behind as to what might have happened nor who did it.
We met up at ~M’s. We had to be careful because we knew her daughters were home. Picture if you will, myself, Walt, Cory, Fred and Mildred, sneaking into an occupied space, trying to be quiet. Yeah, I can’t picture it either. When all of us finally entered, we split up in five directions, hoping one of us would find out exactly what ~M was up to, and stop her before anything happened. We also had to remember the sleeping powder wouldn’t last forever. We were on borrowed time, so we had to shake our tail feathers. No messing around, no mistakes. Like that will ever happen, I said, as I tripped up the stairs. Mad skills, I tell ya!
Oh! You might be wondering what happened to Sarah C, since Walt torched the building. No worries. She was long gone and back at base before the first spark ignited.
Stay tuned for more from this crime solving wordsmith…
July Writing Prompt – A real humdinger – Day 18/31
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willowdot21 said:
This is fun 💜
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you!! 🙂 ❤
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willowdot21 said:
😀💜
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~M said:
Don’t drop me, ok? Lol….
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Dorinda Duclos said:
I have no control over Walt LOL
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~M said:
Lol… Drat!
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Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet said:
Phew! I needed that! Glad I didn’t kill anybody! Yet. He He He, I love the smell and the snap crackle pop of burning flesh! 👹
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Ewww, Walt, that’s gross LOL
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Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet said:
I know, lol!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Down, boy lololol
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SarahC said:
Aiyeeee! I ran from that man!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
You’re safe!! you can stop running lol
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SarahC said:
Eh so now we awaiting next installment
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Oh yes, there are 11 more days to go! Yikes!
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SarahC said:
Wow lots to write for you!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
I know!! Don’t remind me LOL
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Michael said:
Goodness walt..
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Dorinda Duclos said:
I know! Geez!
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Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet said:
It’s great writing! lol
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Dorinda Duclos said:
THIS is what keeps me going, this banter, back and forth. I love it!!
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Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet said:
☺❤☺
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