a short short story
ARTHUR’S ARCTIC HOLIDAY IS OVER
Myra made extra sausages.
“Six please. Is Arthur enjoying his holiday?” Inspector Jordan asked
“Very cold.” She added two more.
When the police dog refused the sausage, Jordan grew thoughtful.
He returned to the butchery.
“Can we see inside your cold-room?”
Myra blanched.
Bits of Arthur hung from the meat-hook.
Myra made extra sausages.
“Six please. Is Arthur enjoying his holiday?” Inspector Jordan asked
“Very cold.” She added two more.
When the police dog refused the sausage, Jordan grew thoughtful.
He returned to the butchery.
“Can we see inside your cold-room?”
Myra blanched.
Bits of Arthur hung from the meat-hook.