Nostalgia City Mysteries

Mark S. Bacon

Category Archives: flash fiction

8:43 am - December 25, 2013 -

Flash mystery for the holidays

Here’s wishing everyone a wonderful new year.  “Santa” gets in trouble in my Christmas flash fiction offering.

 Christmas Bracelets

Trays of expensive necklaces were scattered across the mall jewelry store counter.  A heavy-set man with a white beard and red suit slumped next to the policeman.

“D’you know how many stupid crooks try to rob stores dressed as Santa this time of year?” said the slightly bored detective.

Outside the store, a crowd gathered.

“Take him in,” said the detective to two uniformed officers.

“Don’t put cuffs on me,” said make-believe Santa. “Look at all those kids out there.”

The detective frowned.

“Police escort,” shouted unshackled Santa.  As they walked out, he waved to the crowd with both hands.

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6:30 am - November 27, 2013 -

Flash fiction entry

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Today’s mystery

Holiday Shopping Secrets

 With an arm tightly around Rhonda’s waist, Toby kissed her on the neck.

“Toby, not now,” she said as a store clerk placed a statue on the counter in front of them.

“It’s perfect,” Rhonda said examining the bronze.

Toby was examining Rhonda when he saw another customer walk into the store.

“Oh crap,” he said pulling Rhonda along. “Come here.”

As the surprised clerk looked on, Toby pulled Rhonda through a stock-room doorway. A few minutes later, they emerged.

“Was this gift for that woman who was in here?” the clerk asked.

“No,” muttered Toby. “That was my wife.”

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11:12 am - November 13, 2013 -

Today’s flash fiction:

The Blond Bombshell Case

“Nice suit detective, not your usual stakeout grubbies.  So, how’r we coming on the Christine Albright case?”

“I talked to all the victims, lieutenant.   None of the guys will press charges.   They’re either too embarrassed to admit she romanced them out of all their cash, or they think she still loves ‘em.”

“Pretty sad.  She must be a knockout, huh?”

The detective nodded.  “We may never catch her.  Looks like a hopeless case.”

“But I thought someone was working undercover.”

“That would be me.  We’ve had four dates, but so far Chrissy hasn’t asked me for very much money.  Really.”

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