Coolpatel Stories

I shuffled into the meeting, late as usual, though my disheveled appearance kept anyone from making a snide remark. I was still miserable, and my mind was reeling from my partner John's disappearance. All the seats were already taken by museum executives, lenders, and the police officers on the case. I stood at the back, directly opposite of the owner of the most recent masterpiece to be artnapped. Mr. Belgrove was on the phone and sounded furious. His English accent sharpened his already cutting words. He was a far cry from the bald, rotund man I was expecting, looking to be about only 26 or 27. He was calm, serene, content even. I suddenly realized he was staring back at me, so I shifted my attention to the notes that John has left on his desk. I pulled them close to me as an officer peered over my arm to try and read what I'd gathered. He frowned and looked away as I blocked his view. After all, we were hired by the museum to sort out this mess, no

Once upon a time there were two little kids named Jesse and Mary Sue.  They were brother and sister. Their mom and dad had divorced years ago. And their dad now was seeing someone else.  She was cruel to them behind their father’s back. She said if they got married, she would make their life’s miserable from the moment she said I do”. One day their dad called them into his room.  When they got in there he told them to sit on the bed, then he said “there’s going to be a new member in the family and a lot of changes too.  What I’m trying to say is I’m getting married”. “What”, they said.  "Quite the surprise isn’t it?" said their father. Father you can’t it’ll ruin our family tree said Jesse. Well I’m sorry kids but I love her, before their father could say anything more they ran out of the house and let the door slam behind them.         

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