NEW ORLEANS:
Morning rose and the wallowing sun divulged trace litters of a lady’s’ under things and a stringy rip of shredded denim. The evidence was fixed up in a concrete drainage ditch by a humid water line, with alien pale rocks that jutted out circling it like delegates from the moon and carefully placed on top the tatters to keep them from disturbance.
When the nutria scattered after having nibbled at coagulated blood spots dry and sweet to them like hard candy, they’d arrived. A set of shadows, which frowned and overlooked the mystery pile like mourners hovering over a peeled casket.
But where’s the body, one asked, yellow lettering dramatically over the heart of her windbreaker spelled out the words S-T-A-T-E and P-O-L-I-C-E. She shifted and bent her knees to crouch and lean over it thoughtfully, making the chunky coat swish and her arthritic knees click. She grimaced as if the evidence could spring up and shout BOO.
We don’t even know if this is hers, the other one says sardonically in his gloomy suit.
Detectives, a voice asks from behind, come have a look at this.
to be continued …
samantha lucero 
Oh, Samantha, the very definition of a cliff hanger. Begging for more.
Happy that someone out there likes it so far. Maybe I’ll do a few different ones of this first one turns out well.
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Another installment of mystery from Samantha Lucero
“alien pale rocks that jutted out circling it like delegates from the moon”
You’re a word witch, and I adore you. ❤
But you are and if I am that’s why we’ve been drawn here 🖤
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Word witch is the perfect description
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I’ve been waiting for this. More!
soon! thanks for reading 😽
Brilliant.
thank you for reading 😁
You’re Welcome Samantha
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Nice to see your website properly, Sam. This is David using an old computer.
Hey heeeey heeeeyyyy! 🖤
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Samantha Lucero/Six Red Seeds
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bitchin’
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