This Is Not A Poem

There is a plot, maybe a murder mystery. A setting. Creepy old house? Cliché. A parade! There are characters. A woman and child in bright red dresses, a young man participating in the parade, an old orange cat, and a body sitting on a bench. There is dialogue. “What a lovely parade mama! Look! A dragon!” “We have to take lots of pictures for your father.” A climax follows the rising action. A gun shot, or possibly a scream. A dark coat fleeing the scene. It was, There is suspense, of course. More dialogue. “Well, officer, I didn't see anything. I was in the parade.” “If you hear anything, let us know.” A twist, perhaps. A dirty cop, or an unknown affair. The resolution follows the falling action. The offender is apprehended. She gives her reasons in a farewell speech. Money or love. The End.