Choose one of these scenarios:
Mrs. Bigsby’s cedar trunk is stolen What was in the trunk? Who did it and why?
The library has been burned to the ground. Who would do such a thing and why?
A rock star’s parrot was abducted. What’s up with that?
I stole that old bats cedar trunk. Mrs. Bigsby teased us mercifully as to its contents as kids. It made me so angry that late one afternoon, as she cleaned her attic, I crept inside, taking the beloved antique.
I brought it home, and opened it.
As the lid popped open, I let out a blood curdling scream.
Inside was none other than Mr. Bigsby, rumored to have disappeared to be with his mistress.
A hand popped out of nowhere, a grim smile met me, right before the axe came down..
You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat.


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I will check out your post, poste haste. Lol!
Angela, I loved this. Now, Mark? Maybe he'd have nightmares? *grin*
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