Creative Writing A Short Story - 1568 Words

â€Å"Glad you two were able to come in at the last minute.† Coates pointed them towards the seats in the interview room. It was best for her to head up the interview, giving it a softer approach from a feminine perspective. â€Å"Of course, anything we can do to help find who did this to my baby.† Darlene pulled out a chair and sat. She put her purse in her lap and wrapped her arms around it. She was a tiny woman, barely over five feet. They saw Savannah’s face when they looked at her. Lynn sat next to her. Sitting her purse on the floor, she slid her chair over to her mother. â€Å"Thank you, and we’re doing everything we can to bring you all justice. I can only imagine the pain you two must be going through. I know you want to get this solve as soon†¦show more content†¦Zoe is very outspoken and when she doesn’t like something somebody said or did, she would say something about it, behind the person’s back. She was always starting something. But they looked past it,† Lynn explained. â€Å"Cause they got along like sisters,† Darlene included. â€Å"Mmmhmm. Very helpful. If we keep this up, you two ladies will be a great help in working towards solving this crime. Okay. What about Rick?† Lynn looked at Darlene, who held her head down. She adjusted to a comfortable position. The wooden seat was quite hard and her thin behind was feeling the solidity, even after only a short time in the seat. She’d always had problems with her bones, it was why she was on disability. â€Å"I’m not familiar with that name,† she finally said. â€Å"Interesting,† Akiona said. Darlene and Lynn looked at him. Akiona’s back was against a wall with one foot behind him planted on the wall. â€Å"Is Savannah’s father still living?† He walked over to the table, pulled out a seat and sat, looking at the two ladies, paying close attention to their movements while waiting for them to respond. â€Å"Um. He is, but I don’t know where he is. So I guess I don’t know if he’s still living,† Darlene answered. Both detectives gave Darlene a silent stare, another tactic to get the person to explain their last statement without being asked. â€Å"I mean, I haven’t spoken to her father in a couple of years. So I can’t give you much information about him.† They continued staring at her.Show MoreRelatedShort Story : Creative Writing865 Words   |  4 Pages Brrring! Brrring! Brrring! Brrring! â€Å"What is someone doing calling at 2am† whispers Dave groggily as he wipes his eyes and picks up the phone. Yawning, somehow he manages to make something comprehendible come out of his mouth, â€Å"Hello? This is Dave speaking.† â€Å"Dave! This is Joe†¦ your old roommate from college. How are you doing?† â€Å"I am doing fine.† says Dave thinking and thinking about who Joe is when suddenly he remembers. At that moment he groans but manages to put out a polite response,Read MoreShort Story : Creative Writing1550 Words   |  7 PagesIn the woods when the sun was just starting to set, there was a van driving on a long-abandoned road, behind the wheel of said van was a tired looking girl who seemed to be about 19. She took a sip of the long cold coffee, and turned to the turquoise haired girl sitting next to her. Hey uhhhh Cas, Cassie? Where are we? Noting the headphones, she stopped the car and turned around to inquire of the two boys in the back, Kenny, Timmy, do either of you have an idea where we are? It seems like weveRead MoreCreative Writing : A Short Story1020 Words   |  5 PagesThe girls sat seperated in two stark, cold rooms. Each of the girls was sat at a table with a clear plastic cup of water sitting at arm’s length from them, both cups untouched. How could they drink when their best friend was no where to be seen? They had been having an innocent night of fun at Mercedes’ house three weeks ago, the first of many planned for the spring break, watching movies on Netflix and eating a pizza they ordered. The night was full of rambling about how classes were, drama floatingRead MoreCreative Writing : A Short Story1204 Words   |  5 Pages1 Year later. â€Å"WHAT?!† Alicia shouts. â€Å"Mamade, your card has been declined?† A middle age women politely says to Alicia. â€Å"That’s not possible! I demand that you check again!† Alicia barks at her. The middle age woman gives her forced smile and slides the black card again. â€Å"Sorry Mam. It seems the account has been close.† Alicia could not believe what she was hearing. She has been using the card for about a year and it was fine. Nervous, she quickly takes out the other cards and orders the lady toRead MoreShort Story : Creative Writing1352 Words   |  6 PagesI was pulled out of my thoughts when Kaira said, â€Å"Hey want to go shopping for some new outfits before you start school tomorrow? As a celebration for you waking up?† I nodded, and she handed me my phone. â€Å"They found it not long after you were found on the road, it was unharmed. Thought you might want it back.† â€Å"Thanks. Let’s go.† I found a jacket and put it in the pocket of it, before pulling it on. I lived in town, and the mall was a couple blocks from my house, so we decided to walk there. It wasRead MoreCreative Writing : A Short Story761 Words   |  4 PagesThe eyes of the painting followed me as I passed it. I was chilled to the bone, not daring to face the man frozen in the paint. â€Å"Maria,† a hoarse whisper groaned at me â€Å"Maria, turn your head to me.† I walked quicker, keeping my eyes straight ahead. Torches lined the halls, bringing the dull oil canvases to life. The halls of Farrador Hold were built like a labyrinth, yet I turned every corner knowing exactly where it would take me. The whisper grew into a voice that sounded like it had been thirstingRead MoreCreative Writing : A Short Story1694 Words   |  7 Pageshis idea in the first place, they were now looking for a scapegoat to save their own hides, bastards thought Jovic. Just as the crowd was almost turning into a mob Signac yelled for everyone to be silent and chastised them for their childish ways. This was quite a surprise to Jovic who had begun retreating slowly to the back of the crowd to make a discreet exit. â€Å"How can you all just turn on your now honorary councilman, who in fact has had more contribution to this venture, more than any ofRead MoreCreative Writing : A Short Story1583 Words   |  7 Pagesforbid, if you don’t find it within two seconds, then youre most definitely an incompetent driver. Almost needless to say, Jason didn’t follow in the outlier’s footsteps, and he aced the questionnaire. Though he did take note that his examiner was creative with her questions. She was probably was deeply saddened that there wasn’t a convoluted touch screen to inquire about, Jason thought to himself. Finally all the formalities were complete, consequently, he took a second to get himself mentally, andRead MoreCreative Writing : A Short Story1440 Words   |  6 PagesPayday arrived for both me and Patsy, giving us the opportunity to attend the luxurious cinema and a wider variety of movies. As we stand before the array of movie posters, deciding between an action or comedy, somehow, how conversation shifts over to John. â€Å"He was so excited about the other night,† says Patsy. I abandon the posters and give her a questioning look. â€Å"About what?† â€Å"Well, first of all spending the evening with you, and then because you hugged him the way you did.† She taps her fingerRead MoreCreative Writing : A Short Story1615 Words   |  7 Pagestown to barter, we’ll ask around.† Shocked that her husband knows about Miles tattoo on her arm, Rachel clings to him in the silence, her mind racing at the possible implications. XXX Rachel sits stunned at the table, listening to Ben relay the story that he’s heard over and over in the village nearest to the house they’ve decided to ride out the winter in. â€Å"Soul Marks? How is that possible? These are just replicas of tattoos,† she replies with a disbelieving shake of her head. Ben shrugged