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Banking on Friendship
It was a cold wet October night, I had decide
to have a bath and curl up by the fire with my book when the door bell
rang. When I opened the door I was shocked because standing there was my
old school friend. We hadn't seen each other for years.
Fiona asked if she could come in. I said, "Come in and sit by the fire
and let's catch up on things."
She told me about the man she was living with but there was no real
details. I told her that I was married and had a son. When we had spoken
about the years that we hadn't seen one another. It was time for the
present day.
She told me that she was in trouble. I asked, "What kind of trouble?"
Was the man she was living with married? She said, "If that was all it
would be easily sorted." She wasn't for saying but after a couple glasses
of wine she began to open up.
She told me that she works in a bank, and this one man kept coming in and
waiting for her to deal with him. They got friendly and after a couple of
months he asked her out for dinner.
She went out with him and they got on well. They had been seeing each
other for about a year and had talked about moving in together, which
happened after another six months.
Then one day out of the blue he started to ask questions about the In's
and outs of the bank, where the safe was, the codes, etc. when she asked
him why he wanted to know he become aggressive and told her just to give
him the details.
But she didn't know anything. After nearly two years he thought she was
Head Teller, the truth was that she was only filling in at that teller's
desk for lunch.
After that night they finished. Fiona left the bank shortly after that,
as she had to move to another branch.
Then today she heard that the bank had been held up and the head Teller
had been shot.
The sad thing about it is the robbers got away with nothing as they had
changed all the codes.
Fiona had told them everything about her boyfriend, but she may be charged
with being an accessory.
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Webmaster replies
I liked the way you built up the story
and also the little twist at the end.
You have not given it a title though.
What should your story be called?
And Margaret obliged with a
thoughtful title- "Banking on Friendship"
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