Peering through her Mech-a-Boo

As her classmates departed with zest for their kickball game, Michelle murmured her apology. She wanted to test her new invention.

Peering through her Mech-a-Boo, Michelle turned towards the wall of the principal’s office… Just as he was kissing his secretary.

โ€œClockwork Eyesโ€ by Mick Ryan

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21 thoughts on “Peering through her Mech-a-Boo”

  1. Nice one David. Caught- the unexpected. A little story with an intriguing twist.
    Have a good week.
    Thank you for dropping by my blog

  2. It is fascinating to read how these 41 words which you strung together with great enthusiam, captures the energy of the talking point – ZEST’ with lively active passion. Vigorous and enthusiastic enjoyment is apparent in the classmates, the Mech-a-Boo, the lovers and the zesty colour of the secretary’s knitted jumper.
    The clockwork peeping Tom is just too cute for words. Curiosity caught the cat.

      1. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’•
        Oh sorry the colour of the jumper showed up zesty in the morning light, besides it looked like a knitted top.
        My eyes were seeing zesty lemon drop

  3. I can envision a twelve-volume set titled “The Mech-a-Boo Chronicles” and its associated television spin-offs. ๐Ÿ˜€

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