Happy June, y’all. Today our friend, Lisa Fox, purveyor of dao and Daoism, productive blogger extraordinaire, unafraid of flair and finer hints of purple, partners up with Mistress Rochelle to present an interesting photo to stimulate our story telling senses and to help us with a one-hundred-word escape plan.
Click on Lisa’s pic to escape on over to Rochelle’s page to see how it’s done.
Title: Boys in the Belfry
Word count: 100
After the Army, we snagged this great side-hustle with awesome pay and bennies.
I remember telling Jimmy.
“Wait until he’s halfway down the ladder. Empty your clip up his ass. Get the picture and ear. We meet Warren in the belfry at eight.”
Jimmy said, “No problemo, Mister Sunshine. You be careful chasing him. He’s a bad one.”
I walked to the front, checked the address, banged on the door, and yelled, “State Police. We have a warrant!”
A lovely lady opened the door. I heard muffled shots. “I’m sorry, Ma’am. Wrong address.”
I turned and walked to the church.
Look both ways for an entry and exit.
Mind the gaps in the escape.
And remember, cops never knock.