“A body suddenly crashed through a plate glass window at Brigadier’s house.”
The crashing sound and the shattering glass was heard throughout the mansion, sending Brigadier Dunhurst running into the sitting room. Higgins was there sweeping it up.
“What the hell was that Higgins?”
“A bird sir,” Higgins answered, sweeping the broken glass into the dustpan.
“Oh my Gawd, can’t they see it’s glass and not the sky?!”
“Actually, no, sir. The sky reflects off the window, making it appear to be all one sky.” Higgins answered, sweeping even faster.
“Call the Insurance Company and tell them we need to replace another window.”
“Yes sir. I will do that. Ummm… Sir…”
“Yes, Higgins. What is it?!
“Do you think we could order a different kind of pane?”
“What on earth do you mean?”
“One that doesn’t give off a reflection?”
“Oh, who the hell cares, Higgins?!”
“The birds, sir.”
Photo Credit: Barbara Beachem
Barbara Beachem is the kind host of Mondays Finish the Story Challenge. She gives us a photo prompt, along with the first sentence of our story, and challenges us to write a story of 150 words or less.
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