Sunday short short story: Thud On The Floor by Morgen Bailey

Posted every Sunday, the following piece of flash fiction is from Morgen’s shorter short story collection, FLASHES,  available in e-book from Morgen’s online store where you not only get the best price but can either instantly download the collection or purchase the paperback dedicated to you or as a present! We hope you enjoy this story…

Thud On The Floor

“Lifting up the flap, I knew there was no way I was going to get the newspaper through.”

“So what did you do?”

“I took the middle section out.”

“Of the letterbox?”

“What? No, don’t be silly. The newspaper. Wednesday’s property day. Most people throw that bit away anyway. I was tempted but they pay for the whole thing, don’t they, although it would make my life easier. Monday’s my favourite, thinnest of the week. Not much sport on in the winter, so nothing to report.”

“So you took the paper apart and posted both bits through.”

“I tried but made the mistake of putting the property bit through first and it got stuck. Stupid letterboxes on these new houses, they’re so hard they rip the paper to shreds, so I have to be extra careful. It takes ages round the estate but Mr Jeffrey swapped my route with Billy-”

“So you’d put the property section through. What happened then?”

“I tried to, like I said, but it got stuck. Wasn’t sure whether to push or pull.”

“And…”

“I pushed. Didn’t want it back, did I? Went through eventually and didn’t half make a thud on the floor. Most people have mats so you don’t notice but I noticed that thud.”

“And you looked through the letterbox.”

“Yeah. Don’t know why now but something caught my eye, I suppose.”

“Describe what you saw.”

“A body.”

“Mrs Thompson.”

“Yeah, only I didn’t know that’s who she was. I only have numbers on them, not names.”

“And where was she lying?”

“There.”

“By the foot of the stairs.”

“Away a bit, sort of between the stairs and the radiator. All twisted like, like she’d fallen down the stairs but…”

“Go on.”

“But it didn’t look natural. Too much blood. You break things, bones, when you fall down the stairs, you don’t bleed.”

“You know a lot about-”

“CSI. I watch them all, but don’t tell mum will you or she’ll go mental.”

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