877. The bathroom was cleaned

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(This is my attempt to use a phrase in the passive voice! Grammar was never my strong point!)

It’s terrible. There was blood from one end of the bathroom to the other. Rosina’s body was on the floor. The rest of us had gone to the pub for the evening and left Rosina home because she had a chemistry assignment to finish as part of her university papers.

Rosina was a bit of a nerd. She never took part in any of the fun the rest of us students had. We would get most of the academic stuff out of the way by the weekend, so we could party. I admit, there were some recreational drugs, but it was pretty harmless. Rosina had threatened to report us, but she never did.

This weekend we were all at the pub except for Rosina who stayed in the shared student apartment to do her chemistry paper. The body was found when we got home.

Anyway, the bathroom was cleaned. Rosina was put in the chest freezer for a bit until people sobered up.

43 thoughts on “877. The bathroom was cleaned

        1. Bruce Goodman Post author

          Clearly Rosina was a Chemistry Major who had Asperger Syndrome, and when she exceeded the boundaries of common behaviour her friends would put her in the freezer (unplugged)… or something.

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          1. Yvonne

            My niece from Canada is begging for closure on this one. Could you perhaps bring Rosina into another post which might throw some light onto what really happens in that share apartment?

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  1. thecontentedcrafter

    Nothing wrong with your grammar! I’m liking Cynthia as a PI, she’s on to it isn’t she! I bet someone’s feeling a bit uncomfortable now they are all sober…………… although I see the story has developed somewhat in the comments section – I wonder where these thoughts might lead …….

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      1. Cynthia Jobin

        Private Investigator. Susanne refers to the boys, but I don’t know that there are necessarily any boys in this story. The boys are in the accompanying photo,( and lord knows what they’re up to) but nowhere in the story does it mention boys.

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          1. Cynthia Jobin

            I don’t read murder mysteries…occasionally watch on TV. And now you won’t believe me but it’s true….when I was fifteen my Dad went bankrupt and abandoned the funeral business. He retooled and was certified as a PI which is what he had always wanted to be; he would talk incessantly about the strange things involving the cases he investigated. He used to refer to a Private I.-Private Eye as a Dick….. 🙂

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            1. Bruce Goodman Post author

              I rather like a good murder mystery, although the last one I read was “Scales of Justice” by Ngaio Marsh – and that was in 1967 (from memory). Your father certain brought a great deal of color to your rearing. My father was a jockey, plumber, hotel proprietor, farmer, housing inspector. Nothing as exciting as a PI !

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              1. Cynthia Jobin

                We have in common entrepreneur fathers… there was no getting into a boring rut, but at the same time…..a sense of security? At one point my father did shows onstage as a magician and hypnotist. I loved playing with the props when I could sneak a chance. I didn’t love my job of being in charge of cleaning up after “Happy” our pet rabbit that he used to pull out of his top hat, or the two trained doves that would be rolled into the space of a golf ball so they could be hidden up a sleeve.

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                1. Bruce Goodman Post author

                  Is that how they do it? Roll them up? When I was school librarian, and they used library cards, for new pupils I would do a card trick and ask them to pick a card. And after throwing the cards around a bit there was one card landed in front of them and it was their library card. The student was always stunned, and I was always pretty pleased with myself.

                  But now – I’m feeling sorry for the doves. 😦

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      1. Maria Jones-Phillips

        Yes! Of course it is. I have a good friend here in Blogland who is also NZ, but I always manage to forget the time difference. Still haven’t got used to the difference from the U.S. to the U.K., and it’s been almost three years!

        Enjoy your Saturday!

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