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[Write The Story] A Hairbrained Scheme

Posted by reudaly on November 7, 2020 in Write the Story, Writing |

Prompt: A Hairbrained Scheme

Words: entrepreneur, vermillion, hazmat, bless, cashier, horseradish, banjo, melt, modify, woozy

Story
“You know this is crazy, right?” Trina adjusted the vermillion scarf around her face. “I mean, really crazy.”

“Shush. It’ll be fine. I’ve thought through everything. It’s going to be fine.” I hit the button the box in my hand and a cloud erupted in the hair salon followed by choked cries. I smiled. My homemade tear gas created from distilled horseradish created a bigger hazmat situation than anything else in the salon.

I strode to through the salon to the cashier, ignoring the woozy cries of rich women whose mascara ran like snow melt in Spring. Bless their hearts.

“Clean out the register. I’ll also need all the purses and jewelry,” I said to the girl behind the counter. She blinked at me, frozen in place. “Snap to. Don’t make me pull out the banjo music.”

The girl shot a look at the woman with the gigantic hair who nodded. That was Shelly, the “entrepreneur” of this…establishment. I’d start there. Trina had an eye on the door, but she was mostly for show.

“What are you doing?” Shelly demanded as I relieved her of some expensive bauble. “You were just supposed to take the register.”

“On credit card day?” I scoffed. “I modified our deal. Pray I don’t modify it further.”

So much for her political run.

Word Count: 218

Written: 11/7/2020

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