I heard a banging on the steel grated door.
“Umm huh. Yeah I’m coming. Hey Peely.”
“Here this is for you.” The errand boy, who we were both so found of, handed me a box.
Inside was a hat I had admired for months, The card underneath in her handwriting.
“Peel, ya know what I hate most about this town?”
“Yeh, Sam, I know. It’s so damned lonely.”
“Tonight a few people are gonna wish they were just lonely. ”
I looked under the envelope flap and saw four names circled in red.
“Hey Peel ya got plans tonight? I need a special delivery…. ”
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“Just one sniff of these beautys, that’s all that’s needed, Peel. ”
“I’ll make sure that he takes a big whiff. ”
“You must be subtle. Remember this guy can sniff out trouble like a shark. As he looks at the card, make a comment like: ‘The more expensive these damn flowers the less they smell. And then: “Oh I’m sorry, sir, did I just say that out loud?”
“If the wife or mistress is around, she may inhale first. ” Peel’s eyes grew big.
“That’s okay it takes several minutes to take effect.”
“What if I demonstrate?”
“Yes, Peel that would work fine except then you would be poisoned. Hmm wait a minute. Can we plug your nose?”
“I have some of those foam ear plugs. ”
“Ok, yeah cram them up your nose right before the delivery. Use a little Vaseline as a seal.”
“This had better work. ”
“Careful this guy suspects his grandmother. PLEASE Don’t go getting yourself dead.”
“I won’t, Sam.”
Lately, People I care about find themselves under headstones…
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The flowers… that butterflies and bees avoid.. _m
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Hmm…something about “all that glitters…” 🙂
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Interesting…the conversation makes it so real.
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Creepy. I like it!
“Don’t go getting yourself dead.” Great line.
And in my head I was hearing that old Alice Cooper song:
“In my eyes,
Blood drops look like
Roses on white lace”
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thanks for visiting my blog (A Bench with a View) and your comment 🙂 Oh I like this story; makes you want to know if it worked and the guy smelled the flowers.
betty
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