Short Story: A Ribbit Problem

Genre: slice of life

 

The assumption, as chief liked to say, was that once they collected the evidence, they could go into his office to show what they found.

They hadn’t expected him to be out of the office.

“What now?”

The frog, one of their evidence, squirmed against the hands that held it captive.

“When will he be back?” They stood on their tip toes to look over the secretary’s table.

“He is expected back next week.”

They moaned in dismay.

“I can’t hold mister frog for one week!”

The frog ribbitted in agreement.

“Where is he now?”

“Can’t tell you. It’s a secret.”

They exchanged glances.

“Then you keep the evidence.”

They threw everything on the secretary’s desk and fled.

“Stop those kids!”

“Ribbit.”

~End~

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Posted on May 24, 2018, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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