diamond thief short story

Diamond Thief – 30 second short story

 

I’m the diamond thief. Rocking and rolling from one easy store to the next. One smile and the keys are mine. One joke and the tills are empty. One quick story and the diamonds are gone. They frown. I smirk. They reach for the phone. I’m already gone.


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Breathless on the roof – quick short story

We ran breathless to the roof. The wind whooshing around us.

The floor throbbed with dance music. It was night. We lent over the edge and laughed at the darkness. Gripping hands and giggling proud of the new place we’d found. Our little adventure. Bathroom mirror buddies.

I still have your lipstick.

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Your Bill Sir – 3 minute short story

 

Flitting between tube stops and taxis. I’m a girl you’ll only see once. You look up from your coffee. Flash of red shoes, a black spotty skirt, ‘Your bill sir’ you turn your head, I’m gone already.

I’m in disguise. On the run if you will. Pistol in my handbag.  Blare of sirens behind me. Click. I open my bag. Slip on my glasses. Good job it’s sunny. They’re coming towards me. I stop, heart beating. Voices on their radio. ‘Excuse me miss.’ They walk past.

I breath out. Smile smug. Buy a paper. Hide behind it. I’ll never get caught.

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