Three very short stories - Dale McMurray (little red riding hood read aloud .TXT) 📗

KAY

Kay sat on a lip of a long rocky fall.
” Would a jump finish what was going to occur?”
Thinking Kay sat looking at a dust storm coming this way. Closing both gray orbs to ward off bugs a thought slid into action.
With arms as wings Kay took flight. A slow but straight flight took a downward dip into an abyss. Dust slid to look as Kay got to far to watch.
Dust lost again. Kay was still a virgin. And was a survivor to fight again. Dust slunk away and laid back to cry. Kay had won.

PUMPKIN


Pumpkin was without thought for a long span of infinity. It was too long for most. But Pumpkin had a plan. Always a song without a chorus. But soon to join that choir that Pumpkin in a past brush with a song lost.
How savory that sound was. And so Pumpkin in a way had a want for a sound to float from soft lips, Pumpkin’s own sound.
As Pumpkin's thoughts of music took flight a fountain of sound was filling vacant air. So Pumpkin’s craving to sing with God’s choir was taking form. At last among all Pumpkin sang.

Manhunt

A hunt had going on for months. But Jason was out of sight . Nathan was optimistic that soon That man would know about chains . Many had to gain information as to his hiding domain.
Nathan wentsought out a building that was dirty and a haunt of Jason’s. Hoping to find any information Jason had forgot. No nothing. A ringing in old air. A call. From who? Jason . But it was a short call. Nathan was soon upon Jason. And Nathan was looking at his man. Gun up handcuffs dangling His assassin now was in custody. Victory was his.

Publication Date: 03-21-2012

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