Business has been slow today: what with all the rain I wasn’t surprised. There had been the odd one or two customers, nothing worth recording in the accounts, but it still has to be done.
A pack of cigarettes.
Two cans of energy drink.
A shovel and roll of trash-bags ….
‘A shovel, gloves and a roll of trash-bags.’ Why would anyone buy outdoor tools on such a miserable night: surely they can’t be gardening in this weather.
Maybe he was going to … Naa such things don’t happen here and he did seem normal. Shaking my head, I need a break from detective novels.
In response to Friday fictioneers writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by Rochelle and the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting it, see you next week.
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