She pulled from her cigarette, blew a stream of white smoke over my head, and asked: “Really John, what are you implying?”“I’m not implying anything,” I said. “I’m telling you flat-out that you killed your husband.”She blinked. There was a slight clenching of the jaw. Otherwise, her face remained careless and slack. She laughed. “You’ve seen too many movies!”“Have I?”She sighed and regarded me with disappointed eyes. “Wel...
“Holy shit!” Mac exclaimed, his mouth hanging open. I stalked out sexily. I had practised for a few hours to try to walk in my new strappy black slutellos (my new word for slutty stilettos). I looked damned good. Sherry and I had spent two hours of shopping and bickering over everything. There had been a lot of pouting (me), a lot of tutting disapprovingly (Sherry), a few ‘I’m fucking walking here’ (me again), a big show...
disclaimer - I do not own or lay claim to any of the songs mentioned in my story. Nor to any references to characters, movies and shows “I don’t know if I can fix it” he said seriously “But I am going to try my hardest to try get you out of it” He looked off into the distance lost in his thoughts.“Just give me a plan of action or something, Mac!” I begged him hating the fact that I was begging. He turned to face me.“We ne...
Sherry Baker-Smythe had come into my life when I was ten. I was universally hated and bullied at school because my father was a constable. He had arrested most of the fellow pupils' fathers, mothers brothers, uncles (you get the gist).Crime was rampant on the council estate I grew up in. My dad was the only non-dirty/non-bent cop in the neighbourhood. He also did not take shit from anyone. I digress... I was particularly...
Wednesday This wasn’t the first time I had been hauled into a police station. There had been a drunken streak bet with Sherry during our college days. I had been busted after I tripped over some hydrangeas and fallen backwards into someone’s property... Sherry had tried to pull me up but in her drunken state she fell on top of me. Our howls of loud drunken laughter had woken the owner. The house owners had been of the pur...
'What did people do in the movies to lose someone following them?' I wondered. I envisioned a big car chase and a few flipped cars culminating with me half naked shooting a gun out of the window. Bloody overactive imagination! I resolved to stop watching so many cheesy action movies. I sped up a little and turned down, watching the SUV follow me in the mirror. I exited onto the motorway. I put my foot down and sped up. So...
