Murder Mystery
February 17th, 2009
I was ten years old when I wrote this gripping cliffhanger. Clearly there was a little Agatha Christie happening on my bookshelf in 1990; equally clearly, my follow-through was not the greatest. But in the making-up-names department? Observe the mad skillz:
YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO THE
MURDER OF MARTY D. HALL
It was a foggy day in March when the letter came to the wife of Marshall David Hall.
Linda didn’t cry. But her heart nearly stopped. Marty? Dead? Linda ran out of the house in her slippers and bathrobe. She ran to the train station. People looked at her as if she was crazy. With her pocket money, she paid for a ticket to Mont Pelier, Vermont, and another for the trip back. Then, she sat down on a bench underneath the ledge. Drips of rain fell in front of her. A little girl tried to capture them on her tongue as her mother pulled her back. The train came and she handed the conductor her ticket. Then she hopped on. After she sat down, she pulled the robe down lower on her legs. She arranged the slippers on her feet. After the train ride, she ran out and got into a taxi. “Lady, are you some kind of bum? A homeless? You got money?” The driver said these questions as he began driving. “I ran out of the house. Right after I found out my husband died.” “What a pity, ma’am. I’m sorry if I insulted you. So many people come in and run out with no pay.” They arrived soon at the Relaxation Cabins. After the condolences of the two cabin owners, John Kenzie and Leonard Raywin, they left her alone and she went to her room. She wrote down a list of suspects.
JOHN KENZIE- HE SEEMED TO KNOW A LOT ABOUT THE MURDER. LEONARD RAYWIN- HE AND JOHN KENZIE ARE “QUITE A PAIR”. INSPECTOR BRADSTEIN- HE FOUND THE CORPSE. HAD HE SEEN IT BEFORE?
“It isn’t much,” she muttered. Then there was a knock on the door.
YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO THE
MURDER OF MARTY D. HALL
It was a foggy day in March when the letter came to the wife of Marshall David Hall.
Dear Mrs. Linda Hall, We have upsetting news from the Relaxation Cabins of Mont Pelier, Vermont. Your husband, Marshall David Hall, was found dead three days ago by Inspector Bradstein after his two-day disappearance. If you would like to investigate, please come down to the Relaxation Cabins as our guest. Sincerely with most condolences, John Kenzie AND Leonard Raywin
Linda didn’t cry. But her heart nearly stopped. Marty? Dead? Linda ran out of the house in her slippers and bathrobe. She ran to the train station. People looked at her as if she was crazy. With her pocket money, she paid for a ticket to Mont Pelier, Vermont, and another for the trip back. Then, she sat down on a bench underneath the ledge. Drips of rain fell in front of her. A little girl tried to capture them on her tongue as her mother pulled her back. The train came and she handed the conductor her ticket. Then she hopped on. After she sat down, she pulled the robe down lower on her legs. She arranged the slippers on her feet. After the train ride, she ran out and got into a taxi. “Lady, are you some kind of bum? A homeless? You got money?” The driver said these questions as he began driving. “I ran out of the house. Right after I found out my husband died.” “What a pity, ma’am. I’m sorry if I insulted you. So many people come in and run out with no pay.” They arrived soon at the Relaxation Cabins. After the condolences of the two cabin owners, John Kenzie and Leonard Raywin, they left her alone and she went to her room. She wrote down a list of suspects.
JOHN KENZIE- HE SEEMED TO KNOW A LOT ABOUT THE MURDER. LEONARD RAYWIN- HE AND JOHN KENZIE ARE “QUITE A PAIR”. INSPECTOR BRADSTEIN- HE FOUND THE CORPSE. HAD HE SEEN IT BEFORE?
“It isn’t much,” she muttered. Then there was a knock on the door.
I was also thinking that Leonard Raywin and John Kenzie were also “quite a pair.” Linda also seems like she has quite the “burden of love” in investigating her own husband’s death! What a cliffhanger!