This could be a true story, but don’t take my word for it. On Febrary 14, 1953, two bankrobbers broke into a bank outside Valatia, NY, and stole the payroll. The robbers made their getaway in a blue Oldsmobile. Not three miles away, they skidded on black ice, went off the road, down an embarkment, and rolled over twice. The robbers tried to escape over the frozen lake, but the weight of the money bags broke the ice – they drowned. We used to play in the wreck as kids. What did we play? Cops and Robbers, of course.
Photo prompt© Ted Strutz
Thanks to Rochelle for her Friday Fictioners group!
neilmacdon said:
Poetic justice. By the way, Jennifer, the link you’ve posted in InkLinkz doesn’t work. This is the link you need
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rochellewisoff said:
Dear Jennifer,
Well, Neil said exactly what I was going to say about the link. I did relink it for you since I have control of the dashboard. But it would account for the lack of comments on a very good story. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Anshu Bhojnagarwala said:
The two robbers met their karma – nice one!
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lisarey1990 said:
Karma. Nicely written.
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tedstrutz said:
Good one, loved the first line.
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