Sep 072009
Fred stands by the shallow grave and wipes sweat from his face onto his sleeve. “We have a problem.”
Ginger stops scribbling on her notepad, the pen still poised. Squinting in the bright sunlight she grimaces. “One skeleton, two skulls. No shit we have a problem.”
“It’s worse than that.”
“What? Did you find a third skull?”
“Not exactly.”
The seconds tick by. If this isn’t his most annoying trait, it ranks right up there. “Well, what?” Not even trying to hide the exasperation in her voice.
“The body is that of a male. Both skulls are female.”
Crap.
[Note: Learn more about Fred and Ginger here. ~Tim 6 Dec 2009]
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Let's do Something Cheap and Superficial 
I know that you frequently dabble in inscrutability, but. . .what? I don’t get it, besides the obvious mis-matchiness. I just never thought you were a CSI fan, unless this is all Metaphor and I’m missing the point entirely.
Oh, well. Happy Labor Day, and be well!
I am a CSI fan. Everything is metaphor. There is no point. Hapy Labor Day! ~Tim