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True Detective

She thought it was the perfect crime, But, I knew, I could make her sing; Somehow, she hadn’t noticed that she dropped a gold earring. The suicide note that she faked included the letter “p”, but the typewriter that sat upon his desk had the hammer missing for that key. The ashtray full of cigarettes had butts covered with a unique lipstick of pink, matching the stains also upon the glasses in her sink. And, I saw the airplane ticket she carried inside her purse was a one-way trip straight out of town that she had purchased on the first. When I confronted her with these facts, she knew the gig was up; She tried to bribe me to let her go, but this Detective you can’t corrupt.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 12/26/2014 11:03:00 PM
JOE, congratulations in Craigs C., chopped contest.... LUV LINDA
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Date: 12/22/2014 9:47:00 PM
Brilliant write Joe! Congrats on big win!
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Date: 12/21/2014 3:58:00 PM
love the imagery in this clever write - congrats on your win:-) hugs jan x
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Date: 12/21/2014 2:49:00 PM
congratulations on your win this was a fun read, well done
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