“Oops!”

“Wait? Was that blue or red?”

KABOOM!

Splat!

The moral of the story is:

Do not get a handwriting expert to fix a bomb!

J.L. Lahey

*****

The skinny handwriting expert repaired the bomb in the lonely diner before the storm to complete the cover up.

He squinted to see the delicate components in the fading light, he was running out of time. This thing had to be fixed, set and go off after the storm started, but not too much after.

He needed the winds and rain from the hurricane to help obscure the scene and dispose of any damning evidence he might have missed. A flash of light shot through the room. That was close. It would be just his luck to be hit by lightning before he could finish the job.

Meleesa Stephens