Saturday, January 21, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday Week 46 - one cottage complete with murder victim...

From Large Target, Josephine and Amy, the admiral’s daughter, go looking for him after Amy receives a suspicious phone call. The cottage where the admiral was staying is filled with an acrid smell and a foot is sticking out of the open bathroom door:

Looking around the door, I saw a man sprawled face down on the floor in a Hawaiian shirt with one outstretched hand that seemed to be reaching for a small plastic funnel-like apparatus on the floor next to him. My mind registered that it was an asthma inhaler at the same time that I realized the man was totally still, his stretching hand too stiff for sleep.

Amy gasped and pushed past me to look. "It's not Dad," she said, putting her hand to her mouth. "It's Stewart Meade.

So where was the admiral?

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  1. whew - it’s not the admiral. Perfect description - too stiff for sleep..

  2. Thanks, Jessica, Angela, Jeanette & Sassy, I'm moving slow after a week that made a lot of out-of-my-usual physical demands, but I didn't want to miss a Sunday Six--your reads and comments are soooo appreciated, and I enjoy seeing what y'all are up to!

  3. Fantastic work, Thank You.

  4. Josephine can't hide from trouble--and she handles it so well. Love her!

  5. Yes, where IS the admiral and why is Stuart dead? Great intriguing six, Lynne. :)

  6. Alix, thanks!

    Gem, your right, life is just too interesting for mystery novel heroines, but all the action gives them a chance to shine!

    Thanks, Siobhan/Meg--more complications ahead...