Since six on the sixth is six six-word stories on the sixth of each month and June is the sixth month of the year (that’s a mouthful…), I decided to do a two-for-one deal today.
One for Mystery Month and one for all the fathers out there. Enjoy.
We played catch in the yard.
He taught me to play golf.
We always wrestled with my sisters.
He’d attempt to help with homework.
“Go ask your mother,” he’d say.
My one and only: my father.
The murder was shy and subtle.
There were no witnesses to talk.
There were no suspects to blame.
Questions were asked, answers never found.
Officers, detectives left dazed and confused.
In the end, hurt victims remained.