Today’s Friday Flash Fiction post is my take on the photo prompt provided by Madison Woods. Visit her website    http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/  and find links to other Friday Flash Fiction stories from authors around the globe.  Please post the link to your story with your comment.
 

Evidence

Detective Whitfield fanned out the tiny packets on the conference room table.
“These are the calling cards of the Hard Candy Killer. The homicides are committed on holidays. Each kill is marked with a half-eaten candy in a color or flavor relating to that particular holiday. St. Patrick’s Day is in two weeks. Keep a sharp eye for suspicious characters with green Lifesavers, mints, or clover-shaped cough drops.”
“Sooner or later these guys always screw up,” said Sergeant Doss.
“Remember the Soft Candy Killer?
We never would have caught him if he hadn’t bought Ex-lax by mistake.”

 

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  1. OMG…Ha! Ha! What a surprise! Great punch line. A wallop of a chuckle. Nice relief after reading so many (but wonderful) gloomy stories. Kudos to you. Here's mine -www.triplemoonstar.blogspot.com

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  2. Dear Russell,You're on the mark again. I'm still laughing. That's two weeks in a row. Maybe the Hard Cand Killer will have to pass a kidney stone.Aloha,Doug

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