Olivia’s Revenge
Olivia looking down at the body wondered why Secret Service called her she wasn’t a police officer she was a fixer. How would she fix this anyway, she was standing over the first female President’s dead body She surveyed the room nothing seemed out of place except for a string of pearls laying by the body.
“What are we going to do Liv?”. Harrison asked.
“We’re going to clean it.”
“What? Are you serious? That would be crazy. If we do that nobody will ever know who did it.”
She dismisses Harrison’s question and turns to Huck.
“Huck bag those pearls and give them to me.”
Huck didn’t like it either but did as he was told. she slid them into her purse.
Harrison was right they would never know who did it.
But she would.
Submitted: November 12, 2018
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This is very good for such a short story, Robin, but if you will forgive me for being a wee bit picky, there is punctuation missing from the first paragraph. ~ Joe
Mon, November 12th, 2018 7:20pmHa! Nicely done!
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Sue Harris
Ooh, great micro story, Robin. So much in so few words. Superb job!
Mon, November 12th, 2018 2:06pmAuthor
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Thanks, It definitely works for writer's block. I hope the message was conveyed at the end.
Mon, November 12th, 2018 6:21am