I’d been tracking this elusive character all over the world for two years now. Everywhere he hit, he left a photograph bearing the legend “always smile! PONY BROWN” as a calling card. After banging my head against the wall as to whether there was some clue in this, I’d come to the conclusion that he just had a collection of the things, and leaving them at the scene was just his way of saying “I was here!” — a thumb to the nose to those like me who would try to track him down.
I had no idea of the physical attributes of my quarry, even after all this time. I’d filled notebook after notebook with evidence from bystanders, and nothing — not one solitary thing — struck a chord between them. My target may as well have been a ghost.
But his arrogance would be his undoing: I’d at last spotted a pattern in his movements that led me to believe I could get the drop on him. Having determined his next objective, I set my trap and lay in wait. His days were numbered.
But then the hit happened anyway — and I finally realised the Pony Brown heister was me.
Word count: 199
Prompt: What do you see # 32- 1st June 2020
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I really like your story. An interesting twist at the end!
Thanks for joining in the challenge
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Thank you for hosting the challenge :)
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It’s my pleasure
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Nicely penned.. Enjoyed it
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Thank you :)
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I thought it might be you. Still an interesting read.
Does the challenge have to be 199 words? I think it would help if you could add how you thought you had figured the heister out before the reveal. Because it goes from – nothing makes sense to oh, I figured it out. How? And then, heist happens anyway. I think it would build more momentum.
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The word limit is self-imposed: this challenge has none. You’re absolutely right; this piece could do with being longer — although I’m struggling anyway to resolve how he would actually figure out that he was the heister himself. I think even if I could explain it, it would be a short story of a couple of thousand words, which is more than I’m in the mood for at present.
In fact, the original ending I had was, I think, even more unsatisfactory: it ended with him just laying in wait for the heister and the assumption that he caught him. I wrote it, slept on it, and woke up thinking “ah! he heists himself!” :)
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Interesting twist.
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I didnt expect the twist to be💕💕💕
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