Two seniors try robbery.
As soon as he sat down at Flo’s kitchen table for their daily lunch, Len started.
“I need your help. I’ve got a new plan I need a partner for!”
“What’s in it for me?” Flo said over her shoulder as she cut sandwiches and ladled soup.
“You get part.”
“How much of a part,” she asked as she brought over the food.
“What would I have to do?”
“Fake a heart attack to distract everybody while I rob the store.”
Flo slurped soup from her cup as she thought.
“But you don’t have to do much!” Len protested.
“Faking illness is harder that you think, even for someone our age!”
“Okay, okay. Pick me up tomorrow morning and we’ll go out to the early bird breakfast,” Len said as he rose from the table, gave Flo a peck on the cheek.
As door slammed, Flo winced.
“He didn’t give much detail, but my part is easy. Hope he doesn’t screw us both up.”
The next morning after Flo paid for breakfast, they headed for Wanamaker’s Jewels. They’d agreed on a signal for Flo to begin. When she saw it, she clutched her chest and fell to the floor of the store.
Everyone ran to her. She laid it on thick, and watched Len clean out the cases. When he winked, she fumbled with her cane. As if by accident, she tripped Len.
As he was crawling for the door, Flo rolled onto him.
“Call the cops!”
After Len’s arrest, Flo got rewarded by Wanamaker’s.
“At least, Len won’t be eating me out of house and pocketbook! Good thing he never knew what I used to do for a living! A policewoman’s pension doesn’t go far,” she thought as she ordered lunch from Syl’s.