“Is that your wife?”
“This was on Maui, on our twentieth
anniversary.”
“That's lovely. You're a lucky guy.”
“Thank you. And thank you for coming
in on such short notice. Plus I know it's lunchtime, sorry about
that. Look at Bob, he hates missing lunch.”
“I get real hungry.”
“Oh, I know how you feel. Ha ha.”
“Ha. Because you're a shark. Well,
we'll send these photos of your fiancee over to missing persons.
Don't lose hope. If she's out there, we'll find her.”
“Thank you. I can't believe it's been
two days already. I can't believe she's gone. I don't want my last
memory of her to be when I had lunch with her.”
“How did she taste?”
“Delicious.”
“You're under arrest!”
“Tool of the state!”
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