This is the city Hollywood, California. I’m a cop assigned to the cold case of Mary’s little lamb. Most people know Mary through the version her public relations people put out. The lamb followed Mary to school; it was against the rules, the teacher put it out, end of story. Mary spent the rest of the day in class.
Could be.
Everyone agrees Mary had a little lamb. The operative word is had.
Her lawyers blame the teacher for its disappearance.
“Back off, copper,” one said, “you’re barking up the wrong tree.”
Maybe.
But I got my eye on Mary.
Michael Drezin’s short stories and micro-fiction have been published internationally on the net and in print. Comments invited at NYCTSstories@gmail.com
