Chagrin

FBI Special Agents Jantzen and Jantzen, a married couple, had already  parked their camper  when the suspect rolled into the campsite. They watched him set up his site.  They watched him crawl into his tent and zip the  flap.

Steve  kept watch while Ellie slept. They switched, with no activity to report. Just before dawn, it was time.

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Noiselessly, they exited their camper, splitting to cover both sides of the tent.

“FBI! Come out, hands up!”

No response. Steve motioned Ellie to cover him as he  opened the flap.

The tent was empty.

Then Steve saw the note :  “GOTCHA!”

100 Word Challenge

…this time next year…

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Ginny lay quietly, covers tucked up to her chin, watching the lights from the bar across the street flashing off and on like a heartbeat.  Her room was in the very front of the apartment, which meant she often drifted off to sleep listening to the sirens, the drunken singing or yelling, and the constant stream of traffic that never slept.

Mommy would often come in to kiss her goodnight, and spend a few minutes smoothing her hair.

“Someday, Ginny, we’ll move away from here. Maybe. . . . .this time next year. . . . “

Paper and Tinsel (100-word challenge)

‘Twas two days before Christmas. Sharon shuffled from her bedroom toward the kitchen  when something glittery caught her eye. Tinsel. All over the living room floor.

Her heart stopped. There was paper, too, torn and crumpled. On the edge of panic, she turned toward the living room, dreading what she would find.

But all the boxes were intact.  And they were all there. What on earth. . . .

And then, suddenly and with no warning, the tree toppled and crashed at her feet. Out from the top branches,  the cat streaked out of the room and disappeared into the kitchen.

Dratted cat!

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Noah

100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week#164                                               

… Noah looked worried…

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They worked so hard. Day and night, pounding, sawing, sanding, varnishing, measuring, measuring twice. They were amazed at how BIG this thing was going to be.

As the ark grew closer and closer to being finished, animals began to gather. Strange-looking creatures, unknown to Noah. God surely must have a sense of humor to make such a variety of creatures. They ranged from tiny to Titan (of course, Noah didn’t know that word!)  but it seemed a sure thing they’d all fit.

Then Noah saw the dinosaurs.  And. . . Noah looked worried. . .