Witness

Flash fiction entry

My name is ... no, you don't need to know that. You just need to listen.

It started with a phone call. A deep throaty voice told me, well something about someone. I'm naming no names until I know the veracity of the information.

I went to examine the scene of the crime. Yes, there it was. All the proof I needed. There was only one person who could have done it.

"Morning Dad." The picture of innocence in those pink fluffy rabbit slippers.

"Do you have something to tell me?"

"No."

"About last night maybe."

"Nothing happened last night."

“This is your last chance”

"Okay, I broke your tail light but it wasn't my fault. That tree just jumped out of nowhere."

122 words