Category: Phoebe

1.59 Breakfast With Aunt Pearl

(Aunt Pearl makes the best gingerbread muffins!) The floorboards groaned underfoot as I made my way down the hallway towards the beckoning scents of bacon and coffee. The others were still snuggled in their sleeping bags on the living room floor, the fire in…

1.58 Penny In The Air…

Orin (calling down to me): “We really got the old ticker going tonight didn’t we!” The heat of my anger welded me in place.  Unlike the Inebriated Three.  They were, for the first time, taking a real interest in remaining free of police custody. Wood…

1.57 Run!

What did I do to piss off the fates? Or perhaps they were as capricious as advertised. Because we had less than a quarter mile left to travel when a  Resident called out the first warning. Paul: “Incoming!” Little Ben may hate teen trespassers, but…

1.56 Yo-ho-ho and A Shot of Rum

(The ingredients for spiced rum according to Wood’s Gran’s recipe.) Practically dancing in place waiting for Orin’s return I couldn’t work out which of the three fates would be worse if we were caught – becoming fodder for the police blotter. Explaining to the…

1.55 With Friends Like This…

An excited squawk from a walkie three rows away sent us scurrying behind one of the larger mausoleums in this section of Nevermore.  That’d been a near thing.  Who knew Seth (the newest groundskeeper) could summon that much stealth? Counting off a hundred heartbeats…

What Wetted Our Toes!

Just to give you an idea of the swampy mess Little Ben proposes setting the Sunny Valley Farm & Pet Cemetery next to – here’s a video from a section of Iron Creek a mile to two away from his proposed site (during a…

1.54 Sideways

Little Ben: “We’ll make an example of them. I am tired of kids drinking in Nevermore. You go left. Ryan goes right. I’ll take the path. Keep your walkies on, Hank will radio when the police arrive.” We hardly dared to breathe until the…