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Writing prompt: I was sitting at my desk, workin' on a case. She walked in and sat down right in front of me. Neither of us said a word. I crushed my cigarette out as she removed her hat from her head. Her hair was dark brown and she wore a yellow dress that fit like a brand new winter glove. She slid a piece of paper to me along with my standard PI fee of $1000. I sat back in my chair and read the name, Jones Brown. Jones Brown was a heavy hitter in this town and this dame had something on her mind. I leaned forward and looked at her. “What's your interest in Brown?” I asked. She looked at me, keeping her cool as well as her silence. I stood and grabbed my hat and my jacket. “Well sister, I need more than a name and $1000.” She stood up, placed her hat back on her head and walked out the door just as quickly as she had come in. “Jones brown huh? I guess money talks.” |
Maybe: It was a Tuesday morning when I heard the news, the feeling I had was that of how I saw my aunt after she lost her husband of many years. I now knew how she felt, my day stopped at eleven and I sat in the garden stunned....