I'm back!
Mistakes made, mistakes rectified. Deggy, you can put that on the record for me!
My goodness, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. All of my free time as of late has let me meditate quite effectively on some recent complications. Have any of my wonderful readers ever experienced a flashback? I'll share one!
Why, I was lying on my cot, whistling a merry little tune to myself, enjoying the peace when I was struck by the strangest tingling sensation in the gut. Kinda like butterflies on a teen's first date, eh? Ah ha! I opened my eyes and saw a lady! But not just any lady. I remember this lady called herself Vixie Tramp. Not very creative for a prostitute, is it? Well, she was a prostitute, all right, and quite the dame. Really headstrong girl.
Headstrong, until the day I arrested poor little Vixie. I found her stone cold dead on top of that motel room bed. The murderer bashed in her skull. Not so headstrong after that, eh? HO HO HO!!!
I saw a flash of white light (funny how flashbacks work like that!) and then I was running after the murderer. I'd tracked him down all by myself. It was impeccable work, if I do say so! I had the murder weapon, the prints, the motive, everything to send him straight to the executioner. The man was more-or-less finished.
But nonetheless, the silly fellow ran from me. I followed! He tripped and fell, I took my shot and he was down for the count.
Another white flash and it was the day-after breakfast party. I was switched to homicide and promoted to Detective for my merits.
Wasn't that a splendid story? I highly recommend a flashback experience! A great way to spend time when you got time to kill, eh? And the funny thing is, I know exactly what caused such a spark in my memory. The signs are all clear now that I can put them into context.
Well! I think she knows what as good as me.
My goodness, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. All of my free time as of late has let me meditate quite effectively on some recent complications. Have any of my wonderful readers ever experienced a flashback? I'll share one!
Why, I was lying on my cot, whistling a merry little tune to myself, enjoying the peace when I was struck by the strangest tingling sensation in the gut. Kinda like butterflies on a teen's first date, eh? Ah ha! I opened my eyes and saw a lady! But not just any lady. I remember this lady called herself Vixie Tramp. Not very creative for a prostitute, is it? Well, she was a prostitute, all right, and quite the dame. Really headstrong girl.
Headstrong, until the day I arrested poor little Vixie. I found her stone cold dead on top of that motel room bed. The murderer bashed in her skull. Not so headstrong after that, eh? HO HO HO!!!
I saw a flash of white light (funny how flashbacks work like that!) and then I was running after the murderer. I'd tracked him down all by myself. It was impeccable work, if I do say so! I had the murder weapon, the prints, the motive, everything to send him straight to the executioner. The man was more-or-less finished.
But nonetheless, the silly fellow ran from me. I followed! He tripped and fell, I took my shot and he was down for the count.
Another white flash and it was the day-after breakfast party. I was switched to homicide and promoted to Detective for my merits.
Wasn't that a splendid story? I highly recommend a flashback experience! A great way to spend time when you got time to kill, eh? And the funny thing is, I know exactly what caused such a spark in my memory. The signs are all clear now that I can put them into context.
Well! I think she knows what as good as me.