Saturday, January 28, 2012

Monday, October 31, 2011

Chapter 10 Where's the Beach?

"Why are we even in this town Ernest?  There's nothing here to kill us."
Wait, why am I complaining?  Must be the heat.  Oh -That is- killing us.

"Over here Reader, before the storm swallows us both."

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Chapter 9 Not Exactly Ocean Front Property

"Hey Ernest."
"Yeah Reader?"
"Why can't we ever go to a paradise?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why does it always have to be miserable.  It's always humid or hot or cold or-"
"We went to the ocean that one time."
"That wasn't exactly a paradise."

Ernest rubbed at his eyes and looked beyond the pine tree's shade.  Beyond that shadowy shelter was hell.  He squinted at the horizon and frowned.

"Here it comes again.  Bundle up."
 

Friday, August 12, 2011

Chapter 8 Your Ticket Please


"That last deal?"

Reader looked down and then looked back up at Ernest.  Reader's hand gripping harder.

"Yes Reader, the one about the twins."
"Haha to be honest that whole exchange wasn't very fair was it?"
"No it wasn't."
"It wasn't really a bargain."
"Nope."
"Let me up Ernest."
"What was that?  I think I feel your hand slipping.  So slick with sweat."
"Let me up Ernest!"

He seemed suddenly distracted.


Sunday, June 5, 2011

Chapter 7 An Invitation


Reader looked at the bridge.  Then the sign.  Then the bridge again.

"Do I really have to do this alone Ernest?  Sure the sign has my name on it, but I mean - come on, it doesn't say no You."

Ernest gave a tired expression.  Sighing deeply he walked over to the bridge and tapped the first plank of wood with his foot.  The sturdy piece of wood that suggests it can prevent your death of falling off the cliff; essentially a life barrier between you and gravity and the fall below, snapped.

Not just snapped.  But rotted.  Turned to dust.  Exploded.  In a puff of impossible the thing was gone.  Little bits falling silently in mournful slow motion. 

"Sign has your name on it Reader.  I'll wait.  See you when you get back."