It Happened on the 12th

By Bo Widerberg

Patti Calm was looking out her window, and saw how the leaves were moving by the wind. Grand Pa, have a look at the trees, the strong wind is bending them. What did you say dear? Aah, forget it, just keep your computer warm. George, Grand-Pa came over to the window, and as he looked at the program his wife was watching, he said.Yes it happened on the twelfth, now I remember. now I remember the tag number of that white van. What are you talking about, Patti asked. Friday the twelfth when we saw the robbery, the crocks van had almost the same tag number. I have to call the police and let them know. George was asked to come down to the station and give the information to detective Landing. After giving the detective all the pertinent information, a cleaner, Jack, overheard and gave the info to the criminals. Now trying to kidnap both George and his wife, Some trouble started. The criminals,Alex, John and Peter were giving Georges name and address by Jack. And as they fried to kidnap the two, George recognized the white van, and Patti hid in the bathroom when the criminal came. They took George, and Patti phoned the police and gave the info. The police got one of the bad guys when he broke his leg. The two left tried to include a girlfriend, Brenda, but she wasn't interested and helped the police instead. Patti had broken one of her new steel and plastic knees, but was kept at Plant Towns hospital, when George told her the crocks were all taken by the police.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bo Widerberg
• Release date: Dec 21, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370897100

Bo Widerberg

My name is Bo Widerberg/artbcool, I am born in Europe too many years ago. Have lived with my family in Florida since 1985 and we are happy with our situation. Would feel a lot better if more people would read my stories.

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It Happened

on the 12th

by

Bo Widerberg/artbcool

Smashwords Edition

All characters in this story are fictitious,

and any resemblance to real people,

living or dead, is coincidental.

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Patti Calm, sitting in her living room, was watching her new fifty-two-inch TV. While she at the same time tried her best to finish a cross-stitch picture she had promised her eight years old grandson.

Looking out through the window in her small apartment, she saw the leaves of the trees dance on the tree limbs. It is really windy today, she thought as she put her cross stitch picture to the side, and concentrated on the weather.

Grand-Pa! Look how those trees are bending down for the wind, she said as she walked closer to the window.

Her hubby George, looked up from his computer, and answered. Did you say something dear?

Looking towards George, she shook her head, and answered. No George, nothing at all. Just keep the computer warm, and do your stuff.

Then, they both heard from the TV news. "The police at Plant Town, is asking the public for help with last night’s accident on