Fiction
More Than Enough: A Molly Fetterly Mysteryby Mike McHone
“911 what’s your emergency?”
“Well, I guess I don’t have an emergency.”
“Ma’am, this line is for urgent matters only. If you ne-”
“Could you send the police to 15667 Blaire Street? No rush or anything. I’d appreciate it.”
“Ma’am, if you need to report an non-urgent matter, you can call the regular police line at...”
“I shot my son-in-law.”
“You... shot your son-in-law?”
“Yes.”
“Was it an accident?”
“No, sir, I meant it.”
“Is... Is your son-in-law breathing?”
“No, sir, he’s dead.”
“Are you, uh... Are you sure, ma’am?”
“He’s not breathing and he’s got a big old hole in his head, so I’m rather dagonne sure.”
The emergency operator stood up from his desk and searched the control room for hidden cameras or any smar
