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NO MOSS (standard:humor, 1940 words) | |||
Author: BENTLINK | Added: Feb 24 2011 | Views/Reads: 2852/1970 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
Stones from earth or stones from the heavens? Who can say? | |||
Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story overlapping the first letters they moved on to collecting some of the rocks lying all around to erect a marker so any time they liked they could find just where they were when the sky was ablaze with shooting stars. In short, order they had assembled a sizeable stack of dinner plate and larger sized rocks for the marker. As luck would have it, one of the boys dropped one of the last rocks they found lying about on its edge and because of the steep hillsides incline the rock rolled away into the darkness. In short, order they heard the rock splash into the little creek three hundred yards down at the base of the hill. Over the next half hour the boys had launch the entire stack of rocks they had earlier collected into the creek below. They then frantically grouped around in the dark for ever larger and better rounded rocks. Larry located one the size of a truck tire that seemed perfectly round but it was so heavy he had to get Toby's help getting it on edge and aligned for rolling. Both boys were laughing so hard they almost ran the rock over their own feet before sending it on its way. About ten seconds after launching the monster stone the boys heard a hollow thump and what sounded like a muted cow bell rattling from somewhere in the darkness, then after a further brief interval the loudest splash heard yet came from the creek. When no other good stones could be found close by after the giggling staggering launch of the behemoth, the fun sort of went out of rock rolling and so the boys headed off for home. A few days after the second and even more spectacular celestial fireworks, display the weekly addition of the “Pinch Creek Crier” newspaper carried a short concise news report detailing the mysterious death of the well liked farmer Dean's favorite dairy cow. The cow was unnamed. The newspaper also contained a two column advertisement advising everyone in Pinch County with money deposited in the West Pinch National Bank to sleep well because the federal bank examiners had just completed an in-depth audit and found in the words of one of the government officials “nothing lacking in your bank”. The back most page of the Crier also had the usual small one column ad for Jakes flying school. “Hello Sheriff this is Maggie. I keep getting calls from Betty Hall. No that's not right Betty Watt. She was Hall when I knew her in high school. Just as cute as could be, she was a cheer leader you know and dated that football boy...Now what was his name? Well any how its Betty Watt now and you may remember her husband died last year from the flu of all things, they were well off and had that big house way over near the county line on route 6.” “Maggie.” “Yes Sir” “Were you going to tell me about someone calling?” “Oh my goodness I got so wrapped up in telling you about Betty's husband and her house and everything I sort of lost track. Anyhow it really is a sad thing about her husband and all but I guess she is doing okay now.” “Maggie.” “Oh my there I go again. Well anyhow, Betty called and wants you to call her. That's all she said just have the sheriff call me.” “Maggie, did she happen to leave a number?” “Oh sure are you ready for me to read it to you now?” “Oh yes I am truly ready.” “You know sheriff I moped around this house for months after my husband died and finally made up my mind that life goes on. We never had kids so I was free to do just about anything I wanted but I was sort of stuck until I read that little ad for Jake's flying service. I just jumped in my car and drove right over to the tri county air port to look things over. Anyhow, Jake was just as nice as can be and gave me the grand tour. I got to set in his plane and everything.” “Do you know my dispatcher Maggie well?” “Oh I am sorry let me get to the point. Jake had me go through the ground school training and had me up in the air in about three weeks. He said I was one of the most natural born flyers he had ever worked with. I do love it, the freedom of being up there all alone, except for Jake of course and looking down on everything and seeing everything in a whole different way and so that is why I called.” “Just how is it you think I can be of service Ms Hall sorry I mean Mrs. Watt?” “Oh that's okay people say that all the time. Well anyhow sheriff I read about that poor mans cow and how no one knew just what had happened to her so I flew over the Dean farm at about angels two to take a look see.” “Angels two what is angels two?” “Oh sorry that is aviator talk for two thousand feet altitude. You can see a lot of things from that height. Like one time we. Sorry Jake and I saw this young couple and well wait a minute you may not need to know about that.” Maggie was right Betty was just cute as can be, even over the phone. “Did you see something of interest when you flew over the Dean place at two, sorry angles two?” “Roger, I saw all these dimples up on that hill above where the cow was killed.” “Am I hearing you right did you say dimples?” “Roger, I mean yes sir dimples like. There were all these brown spots like dents in the grass all over the high part of that hill. They were all different sizes and you could also see where an area of grass was pressed flat as if something big had been parked on top of it right square in the middle of all those dimples. That was almost a week ago but Jake and I flew over that place again yesterday and the flattened grass mark is gone but it seems like the dimples are still there. Have you ever been up in a small plane?” “No I have missed out on that experience but I think I had better just take a little walk up that hill and have a look at the Betty dimples.” “Oh sheriff you are making fun of me and I don't think that is very nice of you.” “No not at all Ms Watt these dimples may be just the kind of information I need to put the space man rumors to rest. Now about the young couple did they appear to be doing something illegal?” Tweet
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