A story opening idea

I was seated at the table scoffing my chocolate biscuit when the door rang. How typical the one time I get time to myself and the door just has to buzz in. I did consider the possibility's of opening and not opening to door. The chances it could be a sales person trying to sell me some sort of knock off china did tend to put me off a bit. But seriously who needs knock tack. But the buzzing of my own door bell did tend to go through my ears and into the aggravation of continuous sounds. Such a pet hate of mine.



"Hello Melanie" A large woman with a black suit was stood gazing at my door.

"Hello Pat" I gave her what I call the evils.  A nice cold glare from my eyes right into hers scowled into her blood shot eyes. No soul just clear dead eyes as if to say that nobody was home. Her hair was always as acrostic and burnt as ever. I raised my neck preparing myself to except no slack of this woman.

"What would you like?" She began to speak in her gruff voice. Teeth gritting against each other every time a thought occurred to her. This woman was so much worse than a sales person she always managed to sell your mind something worse than cheap tack because cheap tack well, you can bin it and think of the finance side to it, her on the other had she stays.



"Have you seen the weekly journal? Has something, interesting" She pulled out the tatty piece of paper from her layered pocket. Filled with chocolate and jelly beans it was such a sickly mix. She touched her chest and looked away in a over dramatic manor as she handed me the sticky paper piece. I clenched it and opened it up.

"Look on the front page" She stuck her nose up and as her curly hair flicked around her bulging neck her red finger nails stroked the paper as I opened it up.

"Look at the bottom" I took a deep breath gave one look at Pat before peering into the story on the newspaper.