The Storyteller - the wit and wisdom of Frank Coughlin

Letters To Sheila (Mysterious Notes)

"What the Fudge! You have to be  shooting me. No fudging way. There is no way in hades this could be real. What the fudge." This is what big Sheila said when she read the note the little girl had just given her. Except  big Sheila had not said fudge, shooting or hades. And little Sheila had gasped.
Sheila gasped. The words as crude as they were jumped out of her mouth. Even though she was a hardened veteran of the police force, a detective no less, she was not above swearing when surprised.