Prompt: He
was a millionaire, but he was also a liar.
Peter walked
out of the house and had to stop himself from whooping with joy. Another old
couple had given him a large summed cheque for a charity that only existed on
paper. And this gullible pair had handed it over to him on the first visit, it usually
took three or four. Suckers!
‘Now I just
need to decide how to spend this one,’ he thought, as he headed to his car. ‘Joyce
needs another horse as she said her one is getting too small, but Jonny needs a
new car, his one is nearly six months old. Hummmm, decisions.’
Peter was so
lost in his daydreaming of spending someone else’s money that he didn’t see the
car coming fast down the street as he stepped out. The last thing he sees is the old couple’s
cheque flapping in the wind, which then finally fluttered down to land on his blood-soaked distorted body.
