Trapped...

story by: Frank Hornby .
Written on Oct 14, 2018

"I really had been lucky, I'd managed to avoid capture for six whole years, but eventually my luck finally ran out. Here I was completely surrounded, and trapped like a rabbit caught in the glare of headlights, there was no escape. My head was spinning, it was no good I had to give up, and surrender, and concede that my freedom was well and truly over....."I do,"...I replied to the vicar, as my beautiful bride gazed lovingly into...my tear filled eyes."

 

Tags: Humor,

Add Comment


Misti D Lovelace commented on Oct 20, 2018 at 8:02pm
It was interesting and I like it.
Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 21, 2018 at 10:10am
Thanks Misti.....

 

More by Frank Hornby .

...
CHRISTMAS TIME...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Oh, the joys of Christmas time, with parties, and fun games like charades to mime, Christmas celebrations are joyfully on the way, soon Rudolph will be pulling his gigantic, heavy sleigh, full to the brim, with yummy sweets, and f... Read more

...
Another perfect d...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"We'd walk about a mile up the East Lanc's road...leading to the back of the Kraft, it was a magical place where we all played...explored, and always had a laugh. It was just behind the Cheese Factory...like a wild nature reserve...... Read more