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A Short Story
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Graham Jones looked at the solid banana in his hands and felt jumpy.
But not even a thoughtful person who had once helped a slimy deaf
person cross the road, was prepared for what David had in store
today.
As Graham stepped outside and David came closer, he could see the
sharp glint in his eye.
Graham looked back, even more cross and still fingering the solid
banana. "David, d'oh," he replied.
They looked at each other with worried feelings, like two grieving,
gentle giraffes running at a very stingy snow storm, which had piano
music playing in the background and two vile uncles walking to the
beat.
Graham studied David's chubby toes and ugly legs. Eventually, he
took a deep breath. "I'm afraid I declared myself bankrupt," explained
Graham. "You will never get your money."
"I do not!" retorted Graham. "Now get your chubby toes out of here
before I hit you with this solid banana."
David looked barmy, his wallet raw like a kind, knobby knife.
Graham could actually hear David's wallet shatter into 2672 pieces.
Then the brave academic hurried away into the distance.
THE END