section7mfu | A Questionable End

This story goes back to the beginnings of my writing efforts for MFU. I actually submitted it to

mfuwss which is the MFU Writer's Survival School. I was in search of constructive criticism and wound up with a three page writing lesson from

st_crispins It became a valuable tool for which I am still, to this day, very appreciative and thankful to have received.
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mfuwss ;)
I have no doubt that I could go back and make improvements to this story, but it has its merits. I hope you'll enjoy it, for the first time or maybe a second.
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Opening...

Crisp. It can describe so many things. An apple is crisp, if it's any good, that is. A suit can have a crisp crease in the trousers, and you can utter a crisp reply at a remark that it less than pleasing.

A piece of bacon can be burned to a crisp. So can a human being.

It was the stench of that now making Napoleon Solo sick to his stomach. The smell of burning flesh is unlike anything else in the world; that and the knowledge that beyond the horrific odor lay the remains of what was once a person.

Right now, Napoleon was trying hard to believe that the person was not his partner.