Chip Cooper, age sixteen, hid behind a tree in the dark, watching the jeweler lock the front doors to Derby’s Diamonds Jewelry Shop.
Chip’s hands were sweaty, and he was nervous as hell, but he had to get that ring for Shelly. When he asked her to marry him last night, she stared at him with angry eyes. “Not until you get me a ring, mister… and it better be a nice one!” she said.
Mowing season was over, and money was tight right now, but Shelly was his girl.
Chip wasn’t the smartest guy around, but he figured he could break the glass, go in and grab a ring and be out before the police showed up.
Rock in hand he approached the glass door and threw the rock as hard as he could. The rock ricocheted off the glass and hit Chip directly in the mouth. He cursed and spat blood onto the sidewalk.
Then he saw headlights approaching.
"Shit!” Chip scrambled behind the shop and tripped over a shrub. He hit the concrete nose first, heard a crack, and felt warm blood gush from his nose.
He ran to Shelly’s house to tell her to kick rocks.
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Sadie Cole
"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality."
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LOL .. a mini novel in a few lines! And, he learned a lesson the hard way .. loved the ending!