Wilfred had knocked his big toe on the leg of a chair and there was blood all over the wall to wall carpet. He managed to stem the dripping of blood with a plaster and then noticed he had some blood on his arm. How on earth did that happen? He had stubbed his toe, not his arm!
The clean-up turned into a major event. If blood isn’t fairly quickly cleaned it can be difficult to get rid of in carpet. He kept dabbing it with wet towels. Goodness, there wasn’t that much but what a mess! Why his wife had to choose light grey carpet was anybody’s guess.
Eventually all was done to satisfaction. Tomorrow his wife would be returning from visiting her mother in a distant town. Hopefully things will have dried sufficiently for her not to notice.
Next time he stabs a “hospitality call girl” he’ll make sure he’s in the kitchen with a linoleum floor.
I’m pretty sure Wilfred is a bespectacled man with an eighties pornstache who keeps strange things in a secret freezer in his attic. Great story btw! I usually make sure I read one of your pieces even though it’s 1.30 in the night here!
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LOL! I should make them scarier if they are read that late into the night!
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I don’t think it’s that late! The neighbours are still boisterously laughing, burping and farting without a care in the world!
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He should have known better.
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He should’ve listened to the voice of experience.
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True.
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Live and learn Wilfred…geez he was just careless.
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I put that story up so you’d be wiser when it came to dealing with relations-by-marriage.
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I caught the mother part but I left it alone! Wonder if Wilfred would visit my house?
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Wilfred lives too far away to visit your house, unfortunately.
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I’ll buy him a ticket for an (as the song says) aeroplane.
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He hasn’t got a passport anymore so he couldn’t come even if he had a ticket to ride.
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Dangit…
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Next time, Wilfrid will learn it’s just as easy to stub one’s toe in the kitchen. It’s happened to us all.
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I’m constantly kicking the cat’s bowl which is in the kitchen during winter (because the garage is too cold in the mornings!)
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But then some genius will come along with one of those light thingies and see the blood that was on the linoleum all along…
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Modern technology is making it almost impossible to do murders these days.
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Strangulation requires very little cleanup.
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Thanks. I’ll try it next time.
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You’re welcome.
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I knew there was something more afoot than just a toe!
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You’ve put your finger on it.
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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