Ficlets

I’ve always wanted to find a body.
Not that I’m morbidly searching for them, I’ve just always hoped that one day I would be in the right place at the right time.
I wanted the headlines and the segment on the news.
I wanted to let out my perfectly rehearsed scream and run daintily to get help.
I wanted to be the first suspect until they found the killer.
Little did I know when I saw a woman’s body floating in a swimming pool, I would not only be the first suspect.
I was the only suspect.
Because this was not just a swimming poll.
It was my swimming pool.