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Hugh McPearson and the Gobstopper Mystery.
Children's
by Steve Way
In this first earth-shattering adventure of many, Hugh McPearson "Ten of Spades Detective" (embarassingly his brother is an Ace Detective) seeks to solve the mystery of the disappearing layer in some school children's gobstoppers! Curiously this fascinating case failed to make the front pages of the national newspapers... or any pages come to that... (Book 1 in the Hugh McPearson series)
Hello reader. I guess you’ve never heard of a Ten of Spades Detective before. You’ve probably only heard of Ace Detectives. I call myself a Ten of Spades Detective because I take on the jobs the Ace Detectives leave behind… or can’t be bothered with. I can understand why. The jobs I’ve had have led me into a few unusual situations. Let me tell you about one of them.
Friday 11.03 a.m.
I was sitting at my desk, wondering if my desk was also sitting at me, when my phone rang. I felt grateful to the person who invented bells because otherwise I’d never notice when someone telephoned me.
“Hello,” said the telephone in a young voice.
“Hello,” I replied. It was too early to think of a clever or original reply.
“We need your help,” continued the young voice. “We’re having problems with our gobstoppers!”
“OK,” I replied. “I’ll be over in fifteen minutes and an ostrich straight away.” I felt great! I’d used my favourite catch-phrase almost straight away! It also avoided any embarrassment; it seems that not everyone expects an ostrich to arrive fifteen minutes after they’d phoned for a detective...
Hello reader. I guess you’ve never heard of a Ten of Spades Detective before. You’ve probably only heard of Ace Detectives. I call myself a Ten of Spades Detective because I take on the jobs the Ace Detectives leave behind… or can’t be bothered with. I can understand why. The jobs I’ve had have led me into a few unusual situations. Let me tell you about one of them.
Friday 11.03 a.m.
I was sitting at my desk, wondering if my desk was also sitting at me, when my phone rang. I felt grateful to the person who invented bells because otherwise I’d never notice when someone telephoned me.
“Hello,” said the telephone in a young voice.
“Hello,” I replied. It was too early to think of a clever or original reply.
“We need your help,” continued the young voice. “We’re having problems with our gobstoppers!”
“OK,” I replied. “I’ll be over in fifteen minutes and an ostrich straight away.” I felt great! I’d used my favourite catch-phrase almost straight away! It also avoided any embarrassment; it seems that not everyone expects an ostrich to arrive fifteen minutes after they’d phoned for a detective...