Saskatchewan Riley
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Dinner Ticket
And that was when he sat on me LIKE A 50 kg. BAG OF CAT FOOD… how I would have loved to have a 50 kg. bag of cat food! But I didn’t. I didn’t even have an owner back then, so I was out on the street, a pretty little black cat…. I’m sorry, let me introduce myself and start my story properly.
By Saskatchewan Riley5 years ago in Criminal
The Bracelet
Out of habit, Helena glanced down into the gutter. Whether she was making sure that she didn’t stub her toe on the curb, or that her skirts didn’t trail in the mud, or hoping that there might be a few pennies that some passerby had dropped and wouldn’t mind her taking, she no longer remembered: it was habit. However, it was, as she stepped off the trolley, she glanced down into the mud and saw, to her delight, a gleam of some metal object. She did not instantly grab it—she was too proud to let the trolley-man see her desperation—but stooped to retrieve it the moment the vehicle moved away. The object that came out of the mud astonished Helena so much that she nearly dropped it straight back into the mire: for it was not a dime or quarter: it was a bracelet. Helena looked at it closely as she stepped into the sidewalk, and with her blue, cold fingers brushed away some of the filth. Again she nearly dropped it, for there was no mistaking the glimmer of gold chain. Looking around, to make sure that no one had seen her, Helena quickly shoved the bracelet into the pocket of her rain-soaked overcoat and hurried down the street to her apartment on the third floor of Mrs. Manther's Boardinghouse.
By Saskatchewan Riley5 years ago in Families
