My Trip To Davy Jones’ Locker

As I became fodder for the creatures of the sea

My Trip To Davy Jones’ Locker. As I became fodder for the creatures of the sea. A Fiction Short Story written by Colleen Millsteed.

It is the 28th March 1912 and I’m officially a retired hit woman. I’ve spent the last 30 years killing marks for money and last week was my final kill. I’m done — getting way too old for this line of work.

It’s a beautiful sultry day and I’m enjoying the sunshine out on the back porch, when I hear a knock at…

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Colleen Millsteed

Top Writer in Poetry. I’m a Finance Manager with a love of both numbers and words.