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As you know, this past week, Monica and I hosted a “Who dunnit” activity on our blogs.
The premise was simple: Create a character, add to the story line, and prevent being singled out as the killer.
At the beginning of our story, Lupita Davenport, married to Thurston Davenport, aka the Pickle King, lay in a puddle of blood on the ballroom floor of a cruise ship bound for Barbados.
Every member of the 1992 graduating class of the Gene Kelly School of Performing Arts was a suspect.
I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve laughed out loud reading the story lines added by all of you.
Moreover, this story has not only brought me joy and laughter, it has also become one of the conversation topics between the Son, the Significant Other, my family, and myself.
I’ve lost track of how many times my mother and the Sister have called and asked, “Do you know who the killer is?”
“Did they find the candlestick?”
“What’s happening with Denise Diamond?”
“Did Thurston get away?”
Your additions to the story have been so good, that you have made it extremely difficult for me to identify the killer.
You have all excelled at creating funny, mysterious, intelligent, and crafty characters.
I have been blown away by your mastery, folks!
If this isn’t writing, I don’t know what is.
Nevertheless, the killer must be revealed.
I consulted with Monica to see who she thought the killer was in our story, and she admitted that she didn’t have a clue.
And so, after pouring myself a cup of coffee, I sat down to read over the story a few times.
I even took notes.
After studying the actions of the characters, I have come to the conclusion that the killer is…
Susanna, the character created by Eloise!
How did I reach this conclusion?
Read on to see how it all happened.
Susanna started plotting her revenge from the moment she received the invitation to the 20th reunion of the Gene Kelly School of Performing Arts. After all this time, she would finally have the chance to show everyone who Denise Diamond really was. The tiresome and demanding diva had spent every day of the past twenty years reminding her that it was thanks to her, that she had a job. If only people knew who Denise Diamond really was! The fraud! She had everyone in Hollywood fooled, but Susanna knew better. Working as a receptionist for the plastic surgeon who had performed the thirty odd procedures on the starlet, she had been able to obtain Denise’s earlier photos as Esmeralda Snodgrass. Tonight, she would exhibit blown up “before and after” photographs of Denise for all to see. Susanna smiled as she thought of the humiliation this would bring Denise. Everyone would laugh when they saw her hook nose, frizzy hair, and acne scarred face. She would finally feel what it was like to be humiliated and laughed at. Susanna pushed the ladder on the stage, unaware that Lupita had come into the ballroom. Just as Susanna was about to hang one of the photographs, Lupita asked, “What are you doing?” Startled, Susanna replied, “None of your business.” But Lupita, undaunted, had pulled the banner- like photograph from Susanna’s grasp. “I’m going to report you to security.” Susanna panicked. She tried to reason with Lupita, but the do gooder wouldn’t allow her to explain. As Lupita turned to exit the ballroom, Susanna grabbed the first thing she saw: a candlestick. Without stopping to think of the consequences, she struck Lupita on the head as hard as she could. As Lupita fell to the ground, Susanna quickly covered herself with the tablecloth from the reception table, not noticing that her flamboyant red Jimmy Choos remained exposed. She exited through the backstage door, but not before the blinding flash of a camera snapped her photograph.
And there you have it, folks!
I sincerely hope this was as much fun for you as it was for us.
Monica, thank you for collaborating with me on this post, sister.
I loved working with you and I know you’ve laughed reading these stories as much as I have!
Eloise, know that your character will live on in our minds forever.
Please drop by Monica’s blog so you can discover who the murderer is in her story.
To all who participated, thank you!
And this also includes anyone who took the time to read and leave a comment.
You’re a wonderful bunch!
I’ve included a poll at the bottom of this post and would be grateful if you took the time to vote.
The results will help us determine if we should do this type of activity again in the future.