The Curse of Gary (Part 147)

The Dragon Lady growled. Her throat glowed red, smoke trickled up from her nostrils, and the horns on her head grew another six inches to create a demonic mohawk. “It doesn’t matter,” she snarled through clenched teeth. “He didn’t play the music, so he must die.” Gary looked upward and scratched his left sideburn as... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 146)

Fury burned in The Dragon Lady’s darting eyes. “You can’t do that. He is mine.” “Let him go,” said Gary. Hatred flooded The Dragon Lady’s face; her head shook a little; she said nothing and kept her hold on Victor. Gary looked and Victor with a proud smile. “Watch this,” he said. He aimed the... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 145)

Victor shook his head. “That’s wrong." The tentacle that was formerly the woman’s leg reached up to the fallboard. “No, wait!” Victor yelled. “That was wrong. That wasn’t the tempo.” “What?” hissed The Dragon Lady. Her tentacles squeezed Victor’s chest. “You counted too slow,” said Victor, breathlessly, as he watched the third tentacle caressing the... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 144)

The woman’s nightmarish appendages constricted at Victor’s forearms and forced him to open his fists; his fingers hovered, trembling, over the keys. “Now,” hissed the reptilian woman—the cursed Dragon Lady, “once more from the top, starting on the E—and do try to keep in time.” The two tentacles tightened around Victor’s wrists, holding them in... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 143)

“Good,” said the woman. The blowfly flipped onto its feet and crawled along the raised black key. “Ready? Starting on the E, I’ll count you in. And two, three, four.” The room shuddered as she slammed her foot to the floor in time with her count. The thunderous noise stunned Victor; he failed to play... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 142)

With a flick of its tail the dragon shattered the scimitar; shards of glinting steel shot across the room and speared into the walls and floorboards. Victor jumped down off the piano stool and backed toward the door. The dragon snapped its teeth around the broken tip of the sword still lodged in the ceiling... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 141)

For five minutes he sat on the stool and waited, while the bug zapper hummed overhead, then the scimitar, leaning upright against the side of the piano, began to shake. Victor looked up; the bug zapper wobbled on its thin chain. The room darkened and a rumbling like thunder sounded above. Smoke poured in from... Continue Reading →

Holly’s Story (Part 4)

Miss Harvey picked up the notebook. "You have a gift for writing," she said, though she seemed unimpressed. "Your style is very... uh..." Her voice trailed off. She set the book down, raised her head and drew a deep breath. She turned to face Holly, her lips screwed up to one side. She stared at... Continue Reading →

Holly’s Story (Part 1)

Holly set down her pencil and shook her hand to loosen the cramp. She looked down at the open notebook before her, its every faint-ruled blue line crammed left to right with large cursive handwriting—neat enough to be legible, but messy enough to keep up with the flow of inspiration. Most of her classmates were... Continue Reading →

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