TWO WRONGS MAKE A RIGHT

fountain

“Where did all these footprints come from?” mused Detective Sam Smith.  He had been called because all the silver coins had been taken from the fountain.  The footprints should have been a good clue, except for one thing.  The wet prints were walking toward the fountain, not away from it!

Meantime behind the heavy hedge Wiley Wallace looked into his bag, smiled at his loot, removed a damp towel and a pair of shoes, and dried his wet feet again.

He could have just got into the fountain, got the silver, then dried his feet when he got out, but Wiley loved leaving misleading clues.  Wiley loved being wily – wily as his name.  So he had walked barefoot across the wet, dewy grass and across the concrete, leaving the deceptive tracks.

“Hands up,” called Det. Johnson.  “Not so wily this time. Your steps led straight to you.”

“How is that possible?”  wailed wily Wiley Wallace.  “They pointed the other way.”

“Not if you walked backward,” smugly smiled Det. Sam Smith.

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Well, Dear Bloggers, my story shows you how “Two wrongs can make a right!”  😀

 

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About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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11 Responses to TWO WRONGS MAKE A RIGHT

  1. pranabaxom says:

    And the moral of the story is….

  2. Faye says:

    This is thought provoking and fun. My moral gleaned from this is. Walking ever onward with your eyes fixed ahead. The forward goes towards eternity the backward leads you to the hedge of the past. Great Story!

  3. Rashmi Menon says:

    Wily was over confident! He should’ve known that the detective can’t be so easily fooled! 😃

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