Category: Residents

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…

1.50 Dealing

We’d both employed the same cunning strategy – waiting. Perhaps my “plan” wasn’t as lame as I’d previously thought.  The coffee seemed to need a few more minutes to seep into my system to bad I didn’t have the time. Even in this deluge…

1.14 Ointment Meet Fly…

(A very civilized contract signing!) I couldn’t hide the grin spreading across my face. The relief at landing in such unexpectedly pleasant surroundings was palpable (with this many books and the promised freedom to borrow would help save a tremendous amount of money –…