Undercover
To say that a bald man in a white suit and purple sunglasses at a funeral sticks out like a sore thumb might be the singularly greatest understatement of the year, but when I got the 5:00 AM call to show up for an urgent security job, I was in a mildly hungover state and unclear about my assignment – could’ve sworn the order was for a First Holy Communion at the Cathedral “this morning,” not something about “his mourners” – and I didn’t have a whole lot of time to contemplate my wardrobe.
Given my conspicuous attire, my best bet was to try and appear to be part of the working staff, and holding open the heavy bronze doors for the exiting mourners gave me an optimal view of the crowd, the hearse and funeral procession cars, and the unwelcome limousine parked on the other side of the street. I watched the other heavies, disguised as nuns, escort a bent-over woman down the steps of the Cathedral and wondered who those clowns thought they were fooling; they were about the most unconvincing nuns in the history of the sisterhood, but at least it allowed them to stay close to the dead guy’s widow and make sure she got delivered to the boss after.
I saw the nun heavies notice the blonde-haired broad’s diamonds sparkling through the limo window, and I hoped they’d had their Wheaties for breakfast because when the blonde showed up, her crew of ugly thugs was sure to be close by, just waiting to snatch the widow out from under the boss’ nose.
Too late, I heard the shots and realized the glimmer in the back window was no tiara, but a 9MM aimed straight at the widow’s forehead. As the nuns and I dove through the spray of blood to cover the body we believed was the dead guy’s widow, I was sure I caught a glimpse of that clever bitch’s unmistakable ponytail swinging down the street underneath a baseball cap.
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Written in response to this week’s Six Sentence Stories challenge, hosted by Girlie on the Edge. Each week writers are challenged to spin a tale in just six sentences.
This week’s cue is SINGLE. My story here is written as a companion piece to Clark’s – make sure to hop over to The Wakefield Doctrine and check out his six, too!
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Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.
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Well, my blog doesn’t seem to want to let Clark comment – something about his URL being too long. So submitted here to support his claim of “FRIST” is his comment, via Facebook. 😀
lol to support my claim to FRIST I offer:
“God! That Starr, she a trouble magnet, that girl is, (which is not to say if there’s a shortage of trouble, she’ll surely have some to spare)…
Nicely spun, yo… gets ya thinking about how exposed a person (or procession) really is exiting a church”
oh yeah, FRIST
Exciting tale. I found the ghost. Lol.
You found the ghost! 😀 Clark gives a great story to work with. It was fun!
I really enjoyed this.
Thank you! Make sure you check out Clark’s companion piece, too! Link is below the story.
Now wasn’t that fun?! It was, wasn’t it?! I could tell by by your writing 😀 This is a most excellent line:
“Too late, I heard the shots and realized the glimmer in the back window was no tiara, but a 9MM aimed straight at the widow’s forehead.”
So glad you joined in this week, Lisa 🙂
I am SO glad I made it in – I’ve really missed the six link-up and all the people. And yes, this was grand fun! I’m so glad I took Clark up on the offer. I loved taking the scene he created and playing with it.
What an amazing pair of writers, you and Clark, make with you doing a sequel to his SSS! Very clever!
Thanks, Pat! Clark’s piece was a great springboard!
Okay, so first of all- I LOVE YOUR NEW BLOG DESIGN!! It IS new, right? I came over to visit and was like WHOA! It is GORGEOUS, Lisa!!
And secondly, this was incredible. You have such a talent for writing fiction with thrilling descriptions and vivid story lines. Apparently I need to read Clark’s piece? And btw- My gosh, where is your BOOK? It’s coming, right? 🙂
Hey, Chris!!! Yeah, it’s new-ish. I’ve had it for a few months. It has a few things that I wish worked better, but overall I like this.
And thank you – this was great fun to do in tandem with Clark. Definitely check out his side.
My book…yeah. The kids’ series is kind of on the back burner because my fourth-grade illustrator has been busy being a fourth-grader and earning her black belt. (Can you BELIEVE it?!?) As soon as school gets out, we’re going to do final changes on the illustrations and get that puppy released. Hoping to get a couple more of the books in the works before she goes back to school. As for the novel, well, that’s a slow process. It’s coming along. Thanks for asking, really. SO good to see you here and I know I’m long overdue to read you. (And everyone.)