Six Feet Away, My Lovely

A noir detective story for the pandemic era.

Photo created by the author via Photofunia. Kissing couple from Look Magazine, 1937.

She Skyped into my office like nobody’s business, a dolled-up dame dressed like she didn’t worry about dough. If a regular broad were a five-cent ham sandwich, she was a double-decker on rye. With an extra pickle.

Her legs were long and tan, and when she crossed them, I knew the slit in the dress she was poured into was…