Instruments of Murder

Late one night, Rachel called the police on her neighbors.  “Sounds like someone is getting murdered over there,” she told the dispatcher.

An hour later, a young male officer came to Rachel’s door.  “Not murder,” he stated plainly.  “It’s bagpipes.”

“Bagpipes?”

“Yes.  A young girl was practicing on her bagpipes.”

“It sounded awful,” Rachel told the officer.  “I was concerned for everyone over there.”

“It was just practice.”

“Well, there should be a law.”

“I’m sorry,” said the young officer.

Years later, Rachel found an article in her local newspaper about the same girl from next door.  She had been accused of writing the musical score for a highly successful Broadway production.

Rachel felt somewhat vindicated after reading the article.  “This could have been stopped years ago,” she muttered to herself.

-- Mitchell Hegman