Ada Silberwetter had obviously dressed in a hurry. Her hair was caught up behind in a ponytail and the soft pink knit pantsuit she wore was nearly decent. It was perhaps a touch too tight; the top was straining against the row of little plastic chains that held it together in front, but forContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER. Chapter 28”
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LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27
Matt was still worrying about it when he reached the bus stop. “It’s not that I don’t want to eat with you,” he said to himself and/or Carleton Nairn. “But I have an appointment.” People eased out of the bus shelter as he walked in. They did not hurry, nor did they dawdle. Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27”
FICTION FRIDAY: There and Back Again
“This is the shop with the magic devices and legendary weapons for heroes of quests?” “I don’t insist on heroes, sir. Just customers.” “You would give magic weapons to a grim lord of evil?” “No, sir, Sell them.” “Well, that’s your business. Do you have time travel rings?” “Well,Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: There and Back Again”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 26
A gust of wind tried to blast a hole through the back of Matt’s coat as he pushed along, perusing animated displays in the store windows. He was moving the wrong direction; the story of the windows progressed from north to south. But he was nowhere near close enough to see the activity wellContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 26”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 25
He wanted to call a cab, but this was not allowed. “We do have a car or two around the place,” Ada pointed out. Within seconds of her summons, one of the numerous Silberwetter relatives/employees brought around a modest brown vehicle probably used only for driving past taxpayers. Still in slippers and robe,Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 25”
FICTION FRIDAY: Holiday Good
“Ah, Heinrich! I’m glad you’ve arrived.” “It sounded urgent, Vincent. You have located your creature?” “The reports must be about him: eight feet tall, wearing a lab coat too small for him, and still dragging one of the electrodes that was attached when he broke out of my lab.” “So weContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Holiday Good”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 24
There were still things Matt wanted clarified: tombstones and skulls tumbled in his brain among automatic cameras and the deplorable results in candid photography as a hobby. He picked up a picture he had examined three times by now: Ada, her blackmailer, and a small square wooden stool. The front told him nothingContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 24”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 23
Matt had seen a lot of these poses before, of course. The third of three boys in the family, he could hardly have grown up ignorant of certain pictorial journals. But it was different when they were all performed by the same person, not to mention a person you knew. AND a person whoContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 23”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 22
The snow crunched under, and into, Matt’s shoes. Not knowing the protocol of such things, he had gotten out of the cab and sent it away when he was still a goodly distance from the gate. Seeing an uneasy man approach on foot, the gatekeeper, already disgruntled at being dragged away from Saturday morningContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 22”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter Twenty-One
The first glimmer of sunlight was a great relief to Matt. As long as it was dark, he felt rather obliged to stay in bed and try to sleep. Whenever he dozed off, however, he found himself in the year-end party room full of corpses he had imagined for fictional purposes, except that atContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter Twenty-One”
