Brady Hammer Steals a Pie

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Description

Short Story

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

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brady hammer stole a pie by D. L. Chance, brady hammer stole a peach pie from old lady whites, kitchen window sill. He wasn't harboring any larcenous intentions against the maiden woman when he woke up early for his four to midnight shift at the Mine that afternoon, hungry as a spring skinny bear, and still a little groggy from wasting so much of what was left of the previous night at a saloon with a few of the boys, in fact, outside of raiding the occasional watermelon patch with the other cool camp kids as a child himself back in Kentucky, he never been what anyone could consider any kind of a thief, but walking down the alley behind the former schoolteacher's house and catching a whiff of the fresh baked delight that warm summer afternoon, and knowing like everyone else, how the spinster white made a daily habit of taking a little nap, passing out after downing a tot of whiskey at lunch something, it was said she firmly believed absolutely no one but herself and the Tacoma Spirits distillery that discreetly shift her two bottles of its best every week. New about brady couldn't stop himself. Fresh pie. And besides the reason, she should have figured setting a hot pie out to cool in a window opening directly on a public alley was a bad idea, especially in a mean natured place like butte Montana.