Monday, May 30, 2011

Charity

[Extracted from the files of Mark Time P.I.]


“To look at you. Mr Time, one would think you could not investigate your way out of this shabby room you call an office.”
Some people have no net to stretch between their thoughts and their words. Perhaps this is a virtue since it is these voices that keep people like me awake.
“What can I do for you Ms Anthropy?”
“I need to know if the rumours about my husband are true or not. May I smoke?”
“Please do. What are these rumours?”
“Don’t you read the comics Mr Time? My husband has, it is said, been overcome by a philanthropic habit. It is a habit that he has publically denied on a number of different occasions.”
“Quite understandable” I said, “to admit to such would be to invite attention from the wrong quarters”
“But, Mr Time,” she blew smoke into the room, “I fear that he feels it is his duty, as a very wealthy man,” I inhaled her smoke, a dull ache that soothed for an ex-smoker, “to return some of that wealth to the world”

3 comments:

Confessions of a Temporal Lobe said...

I were here. Enjoying this series very much.

Harlequin said...

i love the names of the players already.
who's phil?

Pisces Iscariot said...

Dizzyfit: Glad you're enjoying :)

Harlequin: Phil Anthropy! Damn, why didn't I think of that?