The Mystery Man

The Mystery Man

A Story by Kaye

The mystery man walked into the room with a large black suitcase in his hand. He looked at me like I was not there but he knew I was there.  He was watching me with those big brown eyes and of course I was wondering  what he had in the big black bag. I knew it was not any of my business but I was curious to know what is in the suitcase. I walked towards him with a smile on my face. The mystery man spoke out loudly and ask me do I know anyone who would like to buy some books. Then I lean over to my daughter and whispered "Do you know anyone who might be interested in those books?"  My daughter replied with "No Mother, I do not know anyone who would buy them." I looked at the mystery man and shook my head to say No. The Mystery Man nodded his head and disappeared in the store.

Love Kaye,
Be Careful and Watch Out For The Mystery Man

© 2016 Kaye


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Added on August 15, 2016
Last Updated on August 15, 2016
Tags: life, short story, spoken word