The Muffin Maker, by Mark Tulin – Friday Flash Fiction
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The Muffin Maker, by Mark Tulin
3/12/2018
At 5 a.m. every morning, Alonzo loaded the coffee maker and trays of corn muffins into his car. He drove his ‘92 Camry to factory sites to sell his muffins and coffee. After selling them, he’d bake more for the next day.
A suspicious man, dressed in a dark suit carrying a briefcase, knocked on Alonzo’s door every Friday afternoon. Alonzo would never answer the door, and the man would always leave his card.
“I hope that guy isn’t an immigration officer,” I said to my wife.
“No, he’s probably a salesman.”
A month later, Alonzo disappeared.
Crow On The Wire 
Oh the mystery! I wonder who he was!
I know he wasn’t a friend. Alonzo was avoiding him. 🕵️♀️🕵️♂️💼
Well if that doesn’t get your mind to wondering, I don’t know what will.
Poor guy. I hope he’s okay. 🙏🏻
Oww, this is creepy and yet I loved it.
Thanks, Mush. Maybe you have to answer the door no matter what. 🕵️♂️
Hehehehe! I always did like the macabre.
Me, too. 🙂