TEOTWAWKI (An Original Novel - Episode 128)
SomeOne wants the Island
“My turn” the dragon lady said.
It was a nice party. The food was good. The “trade goods” that Reggie and Mary had brought were well received. Everyone there was a drinker and we all liked whiskey. We hadn’t learned how to make our own hootch yet.
“Reggie , Mary. We’re glad you stopped by. Feel free to stay as long as you want. You’ve always got a place here if you want it.” I toasted them.
“As a small token of our appreciation we have something for you. It’s no match for this booze but ,” I nodded, two dragon avatars flew into the room carrying dragon tear pendants. One for Reggie, one for Mary.
“Wear them in good health” I said. “I understand that you’ve been briefed?”
Reggie and Mary nodded.
“I’m going to be able to fly, ”Reggie breathed ”anytime I want too.”
Mary kicked him under the table, ....hard.
Reggie didn’t even flinch. I could tell that he had a plan.
“Wheeeeeeee!!!, I can flyyyy!!!”
The Magi, less Josh, both smiled, sat back and enjoyed the fine whiskey. They smiled at the sounds of enjoyment and enthusiasm. Their guests, escorted by Josh and a veritable swarm of children were flying about the inside of the dome like a flock of birds, happy as larks.
The Magi, the Orc brothers and the I were gathered around the breakfast bar having coffee and donuts while chatting. We’d taken to meeting informally before the day began. Josh was with us now. He’d moved onto the Island.
“Our two guests on the Cabin Cruiser took to the dragon tears pretty quick didn’t they?” Chad muttered.
“SSmoke is pretty easy to get used to isn’t it?” Marc said as he helped himself to a donut, “I’d sure hate to have to get along without it.”
“Yup, sure makes it easier for us Crips,” Captain said, as he floated up behind Marc and swiped a donut.
“It would be nice if all our problems could be solved by SSmoke,” I said. ”Unfortunately they can’t be.”
“What now?” Shelby asked.
“Someone wants the Island,” I replied. “Many, powerful someones. I’ve been getting phone calls, emails and even snail-mail ‘offers’. They are getting progressively more insistent. The residents are getting them also. I’ve received complaints.”
“Not me,” Captain said. “I don’t have a phone, or a mailbox.”
“Wise man,” Marc replied. “Threats huh?”
“Yes,” the I said. “I’m beginning to be concerned. If they are willing to make threats what else might they be willing to do?”
“Think of the children, “ Shelby said.
No one laughed.
To Be Continued
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The Hobo Picture is a Public Domain image from
Samantha at the Worlds Fair
by Josiah Allen's Wife (Marietta Holley)
Illustrated by
Baron C. De Grimm published by
Funk and Wagnall's Company 1893
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