Hope springs eternal: three word at a time story

[jerry mcmasters]

There had never been a time when Harold had believed in miracles. Until Kumar waltzed right in carrying his release papers. “It's finally done!” the old miscreant muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on his future partner in crime. “Damn, I hope you remember where we hid the forged ownership documents and the dosh. My parole officer was quite attractive but I managed