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Guilty or Innocent Part – 15

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStoryover at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Thumb”.
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

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While Jane waited for Emma to arrive at the coffee shop, she had a feeling that Emma would shed some light on this dilemma but couldn’t quite put her thumb on what exactly it would be.

Emma arrived, said hi to Jane, sat down, and ordered a tea.

Jane started the conversation getting right to the point, no need to pussyfoot around. “Do you have any idea why Principal Taylor is beating around the bush and needs to have your permission to discuss anything further with us?”

“Jane, I’ll be quite honest with you, over the last few years, Sam has been having behavioral problems and has just started therapy so that is the reason Mr. Taylor feels he needs permission from us to talk to you. I’m pretty sure it was Sam that planted the baggie of leaves in Pete’s locker, but he refuses to take responsibility for it.”

Continue on? I’ll let your guys decide.

 

 

Guilty or Innocent – Part 13

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStory over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Therapy”.
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

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“I’m not at liberty to say.”

Pete’s dad’s blood was starting to boil, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“In order for me to answer you, I will have to get the Wilkinson’s permission first.”

“Oh my God this is turning into a three-ring circus and I’m getting sick of this. If we do not get answers soon, you will need therapy!”

Taylor looked a little piqued and took this as a threat.

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“Now, now, let’s not, let’s not, be like that, we can surely rectify this matter, it’s just going to take a little more time is all. No one is going to need therapy. How about everyone go home, for now, I’ll talk again to the Wilkinson’s, and hopefully, we can get this all sorted out. I’ll have my secretary call you and we can set up another appointment and talk.”

“The sooner the better.” Pete’s dad said and headed towards the door.

As the Patterson’s were leaving Jane decided she’d call Emma Wilkinson and see if she could find anything out.

To be continued …

 

Guilty or Innocent – Part 12

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStory over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Passion”.
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

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Image by elizabethaferry from Pixabay

 

Mr. Taylor sat there with an incredulous look not answering Jane.

“Where would my son even get such leaves, they sure don’t grow around here,” chimed in Pete’s dad who was from the southern part of the USA.

“Sam was in Texas visiting his grandparents during spring break with his parents and could have easily brought the leaves back,” said Jane.

“Hmm, I see, said Mr. Taylor as he tapped the notepad in front of him with his pen. I do not want to bother the Wilkinson’s about this matter again but …”

“But what!” Pete’s dad said with no passion whatsoever.

 

To be continued …

Guilty or Innocent – Part 11

The following was written for a challenge called #SixSentenceStory over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word is “Right”.

My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.

 

Image by elizabethaferry from Pixabay

 

“Right! Of course, he had no idea what you were talking about, what little hoodlum is going to admit to something like this, Pete’s dad said, feeling his blood pressure rise. Can we just get to the results of the test you had done?”

You’ll be happy to know that the plant in question was not marijuana, it is Texas Star Hibiscus, which looks quite similar to pot. Taylor continued on saying, now Pete, what were you planning on doing with this bag of Texas Star Hibiscus?”

Jane then stood up, Oh my God, you have to be kidding, you actually think that this still belongs to my son!”

 

To be continued …

Human or Alien

The following was written in response to Sandman’s Writing Challenge.

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Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay 

Iain Bates has been murdered. Again.

“Tell me, Joe, why won’t this guy die?”

“I have a thought,” said Anna.

“Ya, and what’s that?”

“Maybe the guy isn’t human, maybe he’s an alien or something.”

“I suppose that’s possible, hell at this point anything is possible.”

“So how do you propose we get this guy? I mean if he won’t die, why not capture him in say … a cage?”

“You know Anna, that might just work. Then we can try to question him to see where he’s from and so on.”

Anna stood up from the meeting and said, “Okay boys let’s go and capture this man before he does any more harm.”

Guilty or Innocent – Eight

This is part of an ongoing story about a boy who gets caught with pot in his locker and swears that it doesn't belong to him.

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Guilty or Innocent – Part 7

This is part of an ongoing story about a boy who gets caught with pot in his locker and swears that it doesn't belong to him.

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Guilty or Innocent – Part 6

This is part of an ongoing story about a boy who gets caught with pot in his locker and swears that it doesn't belong to him.

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Rabbit What Rabbit – Flash Fiction

What does the boy see on top of his dog's doghouse?

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Grouchy & Greta Gnome

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Grouchy and Greta Gnome were just waking up from a long winter’s nap.

“Grouchy, look at this mess, what are we going to do?”

“Oh, Greta, come on, I just woke up, let me focus on getting my eyes open.”

“Where did all these empty old pots come from?”

“Would you stop worrying about everything Greta and go find me something to eat, I’m starving.”

“Well, it sure doesn’t look like there’s anything to eat, it’s that time of the year, the misses has not planted anything yet.”

“Good thing I thought about this last fall. If you dig around a bit you’ll find my stash of peanuts in the ground just over there about ten feet to your left.”

Off Greta toddled to find Grouchy some nuts mumbling to herself as she went. “Why is it I always have to be the one to go fetch food for the old grump. Greta do this, Greta do that, I’m not his damned minion.”

After digging up the peanuts and taking them over to Grouchy, Greta started to tidy up the garden as best she could. She wasn’t getting any younger and each year that went by her colour was fading.  So was Grouchy’s but it never seemed to bother him. Perhaps this Spring the misses would get out her paints and spruce them both up.

“Greta, Greta, if you want any of these peanuts you’d best get over here before I eat all of them. On your way over find me something to drink.”

Grouchy, I’m not your minion and I’m tired of fetching for you. Get your own drink, and stuff your peanuts!”

 

To Be Continued …

© Susan Zutautas

This was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #69.