The Curse of Gary (Part 140)

The path twisted through the forest and descended into a valley where the trees bore a strange white fruit. On closer inspection Victor discovered the fruit to be soiled nappies—thousands of them—stinking up the valley. A chilling wind rushed through and shook dozens of nappies from their branches; they splatted on the ground and opened... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 139)

Thunder rumbled outside. A heavy click sounded within the final room. Victor stopped pacing and looked to the door: an intense blue light flickered beneath it. He crouched low and tried to peer under the door but saw nothing. He stood and pressed his ear against it; there was a gentle hum. “What the hell... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 138)

“That’s Keith’s,” gasped Gary. He took the gun from Victor’s palm and looked at him in astonishment. “This is Keith’s water pistol.” A huge smile stretched across his face. “Ha! Keith left his water pistol here! Ha-ha! I bet he was looking for it.” “Who’s Keith?” “He was my friend,” said Gary, removing the tiny... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 137)

Victor stood in front of the mirror and straightened his shirt as best he could. There was some clattering from down the hall, and the rustle of comic books being tossed aside, and then a cry of, “Found ’em!” Footsteps clapped the floorboards in the hall, and then Gary was back in the bathroom, Victor’s... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 136)

“You don’t have to go in that last room,” said Gary. He smiled. “You could stay here. With two of us it wouldn’t be so bad. We could play football every day.” Victor nodded and returned a half-hearted smile. His brow knitted as he looked at the flower in Gary’s hand. “That’s a daisy, isn’t... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 135)

Victor watched the ball soar up against the blue-sky backdrop and stepped to his right, positioning himself to catch it. As the ball spiralled toward him, it passed in front of the sun; Victor squinted and shielded his eyes with his hand but lost sight of it. He ducked his head and moved aside; the... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 134)

The treetop rustled as a swift breeze rushed through it; a moment later a few dark green leaves spiralled down through the branches to the ground. Victor stared ahead at the mansion’s brick wall, and the lush vine that had scaled it right to the roof. A gentle, gritty scrape moved behind him: the despondent... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 133)

The summer sun shone brightly above from between two long, white clouds, while a cool breeze offset its heat. In the south, an ominous gathering of black storm clouds crept into view over the courtyard’s high stone fence. A flash of lightning lit a section of the clouds for a split-second. Victor made a lap... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 132)

Victor paced the room for ten minutes, chewing his bottom lip and muttering occasionally. He stood by the globe and stared at it. With a gentle shove he set it spinning; around and around the continents chased one another. He put his hand on the globe’s wooden stand, leaned against it and bowed his head.... Continue Reading →

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