Next month "Announced." at Joan's.
Thudding
Luke
groaned when the phone started ringing and muttered to himself, “Why
does it always ring just as I am about to sit down for a quiet
evening? I suppose it’s because everyone knows that I will
probably be in at this time”. Reaching over, he picked up the
phone,
“Hello”
“Hi
Luke”, answered his sister Jess. “Do you still have Doris?”
“Umm,
yes, but what is this all about and yes I am well in case you were
going to ask”.
“Sorry
dearest brother! Well I was wondering if I could borrow her for one
of our props at our next production in a couple of weeks time.”
“I’ll
have to find her first. I think she is up in the loft tucked away
safely in a box. I am away for a couple of days this week, but if I
can find her I could bring her down to you at the weekend and you can
feed me as a Thank You”.
“That
you would be great and thanks so much. I look forward to seeing you
again”.
Having
located Doris and packed her safely into the boot of the car, he went
back into the house to check everything was locked up and turned off
before returning to get in the car, but the car had gone.
“Shit”,
he thought. “I left the keys in the car. What a plonker. I
suppose I’d better phone the police and report it stolen. At least
it’s got a tracking device fitted so that may help, but how am I
going to explain Doris?”
The
police notified the traffic cops and before he knew it he had another
policeman knocking on the door to take more details. Wondering how
they had managed to find at least two, possibly three policemen to
deal with his complaint when he had heard of others who had just been
given a crime number and nothing else, he answered the door. He went
over the details he had given to the officer over the phone and then
went on to explain about the box in the boot of the car and it’s
contents.
“It
was a relic from my student days. We all tried to outdo one another
with bizarre items and Doris was mine. I was about to deliver it to
my sister in Somerset for her drama group production next week. You
can check if you want to”.
The
officer said there was no need, but it could prove to be quite
amusing when the joy riders were apprehended and it would appear that
they had been located.
The
two lads were kicking around looking for something to do when they
noticed the car in the drive with the driver door open and the keys
in the ignition. They turned to each other, gave a high five and
quickly got in and drove off. A trip down to the beach seemed like a
good idea and after getting out of town, the driver put his foot down
and they were off. It wasn’t long before they saw the blue
flashing lights fast approaching. Now the chase was on. Screaming
round round-abouts, taking corners almost on two wheels and risking
life and limb as they jumped red lights, they were hotly pursued.
After a while there was a slight thudding in the back of the car that
increased as they sped along. Out into the country and down the
narrow lanes, the chase continued with the siren blaring and the
lights flashing. Seeing a small pull-in next to a field gate the
driver slammed on the brakes and the car came to a halt with a jolt.
Not stopping, they were out of the car and off across the field with
the police close on their tails. Their layabout lifestyle showed as
they were very quickly rounded up and marched back to the parked
cars. After asking their names and getting no reply, except shrugs,
the police went to the back of the car and opened the boot. Looking
in, the policeman said, “Now I can see why you were in such a hurry
lads. Were you on the way to the cemetery or had you just come from
it?”
Wondering
what on earth he was on about they went to look in the boot and had
the shock of their lives.
“Christ”,
said one as the other exclaimed, “Bloody hell”.
Spilling
from the broken box she had been in, Doris the skeleton gazed up at
them.
