The fourth part of my short story. Please note that this is only a part of the story and a rough first draft to boot. It will all be compiled into an edited, completed short story when all is said and done. This is to make sure I’m being held accountable for my 30 day writing challenge!
Victor felt like pouting, but he didn’t show it. “I thought I was next in line.”
“This isn’t the royal family. It’s a job like any other Victor,” Edwards said.
“But I am on top of the list, correct?”
Edwards scribbled something down on a scrap of paper. He held it up for Victor to see. Victor Bullock was scrawled at the top in black marker. “There, is that what you wanted?”
“Hah. Very funny,” Victor said.
“I’ll miss this place,” Edwards said quite frankly.
“Then why leave?” Victor asked.
“It’s my time,” Edwards pointed to his head. “It’s not white for no reason. I’ve done all I can here. It’s just a shame no-good flunkies like Troy never seem to disappear. Over all my years of teaching and principaling that’s the one thing that never changes; human beings that lack self control.”
Victor suddenly felt nervous. During that last line Edwards gave him a look. An I-know-what-kind-of-person-you-are look.
“Is there anything else?” Edwards said.
Victor slapped his legs. “When is your last day?”
Edwards’ slight frown turned into a smile. “If you wanted to get rid of me, you just had to ask.”
Victor stood up from his seat and offered a sly smile. “But now I don’t have to.”
TO BE CONTINUED…