Mystery and Crime Fiction posted February 7, 2020 Chapters:  ...105 106 -107- 108... 

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A short story using dialogue only.

A chapter in the book Wee Poems and Flash Fiction

Head Shave!

by Shirley McLain

“I told you, Natalie, I am not going to shave my head. I don’t care if it is 2020, and it’s the biggest hair trend going now.”

Kelly, what are you talking about?  I know as well as you do, you don’t have a choice. Besides, it will make you feel liberated.

“I can’t help if my hair is 50 different lengths. I did learn a valuable lesson.”

And what is that, may I ask?

“I didn’t have a choice about this mangled haircut, but I do about shaving my head.”

You need this head shave.

“I don’t’ understand why. I’m not sick, and I’m moving about well.”

You know, Kelly, what the news report said this morning.

“Yes, I know, and I also know I can’t stay here past tonight. I have to get to my Uncle in Wisconsin. He is going to help me.”

Sure he is. You haven’t ever met the man. Why would you go to him for help? You don’t know if you can trust him. I don’t understand your thinking sometimes. You know of him because your dad slipped up five years ago and let it slip about his brother in Wisconsin. There has to be a reason he and your dad do not communicate.

“I’m sure there is a reason, but it doesn’t matter in my situation. I’m going to my uncle; then, he can help me continue to hide. I’m not going back to jail so  those pigs can abuse me.”

 You can’t go home and for that matter, you can’t even phone. I’m sure the lines are tapped by now. Now, back to the hair.  They are looking for your peculiar hair color. It would be better if you had a slick head so they could see nothing.  You already have contacts in a different color, so why not go on with the original plan.  Your hair will grow back fast if you don’t keep it shaved.

“I’m going to one of the coldest places. I don’t want to freeze my head.”

Dufus, you wear a thick, wool hat with earflaps. Stop stalling and sit in this chair.

“I’m going to let you do this because it is what the plan was. I hate it already.”

I’m sure you will hate it awhile longer.

“What are you doing, Natalie? Take the cuff off my wrist, Now! I don’t understand.”

You don’t understand because you were never meant to.

“Now, what are you talking about?”

You’re going back to jail, and you’re going to stand trial for the murder of Roger J. Morris.

“I didn’t poison him. I can’t go back to jail. You’ve been my friend since ninth grade. How could you do this?”

It wasn’t just me. It was also your father. He came up with the plan, and I helped execute it. Neither of us wanted you to run any further. You have to stand and fight if you are innocent. You’re the strongest woman I know, and I’ve no doubt you’re being railroaded.

“Please, let me go.  I have to leave here. Don’t cause me to go back to that jail.”

Too late, the police are here. Be brave and tough. The truth will win.

dialogue only using 2020 writing prompt entry
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