This is a second piece of very short fiction I wrote for English class. I would love to hear your reviews and feedback, and what you think each charcter would be like.

"Three days passed before they found the body."

"Oh, God. Sweetie. Do they know what happened?"

"They're saying suicide."

"You don't believe them."

"Do you really think Jack would kill himself?"

"It's always the happy people who are the most depressed."

"I knew Jack. Trust me. He wasn't depressed."

"I never said he was."

"I know. I'm sorry. It's just been sort of hard, dealing with everything."

"Poor baby. Do you want me to come over."

"No. I'm fine. Thanks."

"No problem."

"Who is this?"

"It's me, Daddy."


"Yeah. Dad, I've got some bad news."

"I think you've already told us enough bad news."

"Dad. Please. Don't hang up."

"I'm putting your mother on."

"Hey, Ma."

"Why don't you call more often? I've been worried sick about you."

"Ma, I've got some bad news."

"Your father told me. What is it?"

"Jack died."


"My partner."



"Well what?"

"Never mind, Ma."

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Thomas Bentley."

"That is?"

"I'm, was, Mr. Sampson's lawyer."


"We need you to come into court to deal with some legal settlements."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, just things with his will."


"Does tomorrow at three work?"

"It does."

"I'd like to hire a, uh, companion for tonight."

"Anything in particular you would you like?"

"Um, youngish, I guess. Good looking. Nothing special, I guess."

"Price range?"

"What are the prices?"

"Anywhere from fifty to five hundred dollars."

"Two hundred, I guess."


"1205 Watson, apartment 5D."

"What time would you like your escort to get there?"

"Eightish, I guess. I don't really care. Whatever time works."

"And your name is?"


"Thank you for using our services, David."

"No problem."

"Julian will arrive at your house at eight thirty."


"Do you have a problem with him?"

"Can I have someone whose name doesn't start with J?"

"He's our only available escort."


Sorry Jack.