The Bean Lunch

Tom Bean, the mayor of Honeyville, is at his desk having his bean lunch,  Cindy at the front desk, heard Tom yelling, again. She saw a shadow egress the side door.

After waiting on a customer, she goes to the supply closet and notices Tom hunched over his desk with his face in his beans, dead.

A month later, and two others found dead with their faces in bean bowls, the police, finally caught the shadow. The shadow said, ” I had to before their pungent bean stench killed us.

 

 

 

Flash in the Pan 

word of the week: Egress

word count 150

I wrote this in 89 words

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Red
    Sep 12, 2013 @ 16:02:20

    Whew. Glad I cannot smell it from here.
    xxx

    Reply

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