Nanowrimo: DAY 2
She came into my office like a ghost: through the wall, shrieking. “REVENGE! REVENGE!” she shrieked.
"Hello," I said, in hopes she would stop shrieking.
"I have a case for you," she shrieked.
I nodded. “Is it about revenge?”
"Wow," she shrieked, "you are a good detective.”
TO BE CONTINUED!
It’s “National Novel Writing Month!” Let’s write novels.
She came into my office like a thunderstorm, knocking things off my shelves and making wind noises with her mouth. I knew immediately that she was like a thunderstorm in another way: dangerous if I got too close. Also, like a thunderstorm, she was beautiful.
After she had thrown all my papers to the floor, she acknowledged me. “I see I’ve got your attention,” she said. “I’ve got a case for you. A case the likes of which you’ve never seen.”
”That’s pretty likely,” I admitted. “It’s my first day of being a detective.”
Why did I say that? I thought. I shouldn’t have told her that. Remember to be careful of what you say out loud.
”I am not a very good detective,” I said out loud.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!