Went for a school reunion yesterday. This year, the theme was murder.
(For our first reunion, many years back, it was love; that's when most of us had the seven-year itch.)
The organizer (a guy we wouldn't even remember if he wasn't the organizer) suggested that it could be a random victim.
That didn't tickle the twist in our tail.
We decided that the organizer should get the axe.
So, there we were. Each one with a bottle of the same poison. But, with no motive, it seemed like an #adventure with no purpose.
That's when we found the most popular guy in our batch dead. Killed with the same poison.
No dearth of motive there.
What a delightful reunion!
#fiction ?
not #vss365 !
