The Case of the Battered Fedora The battered fedora slipped quietly into his office and slumped on the couch. It was no use. Gone. Lost forever. What was a guy supposed to do? I earned those, fair and square, he thought, pondering the pair of bullet holes in his crown and the grease stains on […]
“Did anyone ever tell you you have beautiful eyes?” “Who, me?” “Yes, you. Who else? Eyes are windows to the soul, they say. Do you like my eyes?” “Who, you?” Yes, me. I’m the only one here. I … Oh, I wish I could turn my head all the way around like that. Do it […]
“FORM RANKS! ROLL CALL!” The sheets of paper flew into formation, six rows, four deep, except for the unfortunate gap at row four, position three. The 50% cotton content watermarked sergeant major failed to notice the gap as he roared out the quire’s roll. “Wilma!” “Yo!” “Clive!” “Yo!” The call and response went smoothly until […]
To Fulfill an Obsession Nehemiah Plaster was nothing if not determined. From earliest childhood on he pored over maps of France, haunted the French Embassy (which was nothing if not difficult for a small boy who lived in Golden, Colorado), and practiced daily in the mirror his sneer of superiority. What did he study in […]
The plank considered itself lucky to be the topmost plank on the pile of planks in the hold of the ship. Its constant yapping about its mountain origins and its trip through the sawmill and the long bumpy ride on the wagon and being swung aboard by some kind of pulley contraption was, to put […]
“Humans think they’re so great with their opposable thumbs and all. I’d like to see ’em flick like this,” said the forked tongue, flicking. “Couldn’t do it. Not a chance,” commented the cloven hoof, nodding. “They’re not so great. They’re pathetic. That’s what they are. Pathetic. Did I tell you about the first one I […]
The auctioneer with the unlikely name of Hoot Lystockler stepped to the podium, covered the microphone with one hand, and leaned down to consult briefly with his assistant. He muttered, nodded, and pointed at the curtain. Turning his attention to the gathered gentry, he cleared his throat, pasted on a smile, and spoke. “Lot one,” […]
At the end of the day all was quiet. The success of the games had been complete. Some few teeth remained on the blooded arena dirt where they had flown when separated from the gladiator’s head by the blow which had also tumbled the gladiator to a well-earned rest. Two of the twelve teeth to […]
Dorgas Chill Chatiwah swept into the room, leaned her broom against the wall, set her tiara on the mantel, kicked off her shoes, and sank with a sigh into the cushioned bliss of the sofa. It was right then just there before she closed her eyes to fall dreaming that she noticed in the red […]
The Cane Mutiny Word passed through the field from row to row in a hush of excitement. The moon was high. It was time to go. When dawn broke, the workers approaching the field fell silent, stopped, their machetes, now useless, held in awkward pose. The sugar cane had vanished, leaving the field perfectly flat, […]
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
