Murder in Size 6
Frain lay on the ground in a pool of his own blood. A six-inch heel, showing only five-and-a-half inches, jutted out from his right eye.
One witness to the murder.
“I only heard it,” the woman said. “Never saw anything.”
Detective Crowley said, “What did you hear?”
“Mrs. Frain’s threat. I remember her exact words.”
“Uh huh. Why don’t you tell me. Exactly.”
“She said, ‘One of these days these shoes are gonna walk all over you.’ You know, like -”
“The song. Yeah, I get it.”
“Only not boots …” She felt Crowley’s eyes burn into her and cut herself off. The woman started to hum. Then sung a little under her breath. “And one a these days…”
Sergeant Margo Flynn thought that day had arrived. She’d arrived on the scene with the well-heeled Mrs. Frain in cuffs. One high-heeled shoe missing. “Found this lady limping in the lobby.”
Detective Crowley eyed Mrs. Frain’s feet. “Well, the devil does wear Prada. Book her, Margo. Murder One.”
there are a few places in this world with no wifi, and I’m in one. So I’m trying to post this on the side of the road typing with one hand and hanging on with the other. It’s gonna be the death of me!
Why oh why does your wife murder you so often? She must have been truly furious to have ruined a Prada shoe just to kill you yet again.
You know, if you ever do get truly murdered, suspect number one will be… awkward that.
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I know, right? And goofy me, I keep giving her more and more ideas.
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Ah, the lengths you go to to keep your alphabetical murders up to date!
Phillip | S is for Solar System
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You’re not kidding. I’m hoping there’s a public library nearby tomorrow so I can find some wifi. Otherwise, this is gonna kill me.
Doh!
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you must have make your wife very angry to murder you in this fashion & you’re not even alive to tell this story…
have a lovely day.
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Lisa, you have a lovely day as well. I’m just hoping to stay out of the newspaper.
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I believe this is one of the few posts that ended with your murderer being caught!
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She gets off on a technicality. The detective forgot to read her Miranda rights. A most unfortunate conclusion. I think that makes her free to get me again before the alphabet is over.
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Haha! So I guess that means we’ll definitely be seeing more of her. π Can’t wait to read the next post. π
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My thought is your wife wasn’t as mad at you as she could have been. She left a full 5-1/2 inches remaining. If she was REALLY mad at you, I’d think only about 2 inches would still be visible.
And you’re on a vacation? With the woman who’s killed you at least a few times in the past weeks? Do you have a death wish?
Uh, nevermind…………
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LOL! That’s a beautiful interpretation. I think she was trying to get rid of me and still salvage her nicest shoes. But I could be reading her all wrong … as usual.
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Dena, I had a similar thought, only mine was – with just 1/2 inch in the eye, wouldn’t that leave him blind on one side but alive (and really pissed off)? I think you’d need to go at least a couple of inches in to really damage the brain. And then just the frontal lobe, which would also leave him alive but half blind and pissed off and with poor impulse control to boot!
Sorry. Shutting off my inner neurologist now.
Kudos to you, Frain, for maintaining your A to Z schedule despite everything!
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I’m so touched at you guys trying to keep me alive. But I won’t read much into it. I’m guessing it’s only so you can watch a more creative way for my next demise.
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Alive, half blind, pissed off, and brain damaged – yeah, so touching!
Enjoy your day off from death. See you for another week of murder starting Monday!
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One of the best ones yet! Could be the end of larger short story. π
Calen~
Impromptu Promptlings
A to Z Challenge Letter S
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“Could be the end.” I see what you did there. Nice!
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It had been a few days since your wife had killed you, I guess she owed you. Looking forward to the final week.
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She was just making sure I was around for vacation. I’m not sure she needs me anymore after this, so my future is starting — well, continuing — to look grim.
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Oooo! I am a total shoe hoarder so this is my favourite story so far hehe! Although your poor wife is now missing a shoe, which is never fun. And I have the song stuck in my head, so thanks for that! π hehe.
I hope you get better wifi! Lack of internet is more than enough to push someone to murder.
Here’s my “S” post π http://nataliewestgate.com/2017/04/surprise-secret-diary-of-a-serial-killer
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You’re not kidding about lack of wifi. It might kill me … unless something else does first. It’s crazy hard to blog hop without wifi!
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Not boots… Because boots are for B. Aren’t these people reading your stories or what?
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Eva – Mail Adventures
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Hey, at least T can be “death by typing on the side of the road”
Cheers.
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It almost was! On vacation, and the only place I can get internet sometimes is on the side of the road. Ugh.
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Haha love that, the Devil does wear Prada π
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