Wednesday, 12 December 2018

Secret Code

by Copper Rose

mulled wine


”What are you doing?”

“Packing my special case.”
“What for?”

“We’re heading out.”
“Where to?”

“You know.”

“No, I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Tommy winked at Dick. “Sure you do. They just gave us the secret code to head out.”

“Secret code?”

Tommy put his fingers to his lips. “Not so loud. Somebody’s going to hear you and blow our cover.”

“What cover?”

“We don’t want anyone to know where we’re going.”

“I don’t know where we’re going.”

“To get the drugs, you idiot.”

“Why are we going to get drugs?”

“Because of the secret code.”

“What secret code?”

“The trees are naked and ready to go,” Tommy whispered close to Dick’s ear.

Dick stared at Tommy. “That’s not a secret code to go and get drugs.”

”It’s not?” Tommy held a pair of socks in his hand above the open suitcase.”

“No, it means they’re having a Christmas tree decorating contest down at Elk’s Club.”

About the author

 Copper Rose perforates the edges of the page while writing unusual stories from the heart of Wisconsin. She also understands there really is something about pie.

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