Microfiction Day 324 – ‘Clean Up’

It wasn’t an accident.

The police weren’t really interested in an elderly man falling from a window. She had watched it unfold from across the road, the most interesting thing to have happened on their street of pensioners for a long time.

They assumed that he had been cleaning the windows and leaned too far out, the cloth he’d been using still in his outstretched hand and a spray bottle left on the windowsill.

She had to agree that it seemed like an open and shut case.

But it wasn’t an accident.

Because she was the one who pushed him.


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    Justin Smith

    Cool!

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