Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Go

"What happened to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. Where the hell were you last night?"

"I was out."

"Damn it, Artie, that's not an answer."

"Look, Dad, you know I was out with Dak and his buddies. We were just hanging out."

"Until seven this morning? No, that's not acceptable. Not in my house. You will get ready for school and get on your way, right now. And as of right now, you are grounded. When you get home, I will tell you for how long."

"What? You're kidding me. I was just out late! It's not like we got into any trouble or anything."

"Grounded. Final. Go."

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Drinks

Sunday morning.

"Oh. God."

The headache was split by the early morning light slicing through the cracks of the bedroom curtains, the payback for over indulgence the night before.

Simon rolled to a sitting position on the edge of the bed, and waited for the resulting wave of nausea to pass. After a few minutes his body calmed once more, His head drooped and started. He had fallen into a half sleep while perched there, head in hands.

The night before: Dan's party. It's memory, vague, cloudy, uneasy, came in slow flashes. It started clearly, and quickly went blurry, as Dan's parties always do.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Titan

There are limits to the use of growth treatments, and Bill had certainly found it. His body bubbled with giant, tumors of muscle. His frame was huge to begin with - large bones, great height - but with these growths of pure strength, he was a titan. A titan with a door problem.

Sunday, June 06, 2010

A Letter From the Society Regarding the Nature of the Monster of Kankakee County

December 15, 1903.

Dear Mr. Phinneaus,

I'm writing in regards to you recent conflagration with the Monster of Kankakee County. I know that you were called upon by the residents of the town of St. Anne, and I know that you faced - and received -  grave injury.

Yet, I and my compatriots - the Society for the Preservation of Mystical, Rare, and Otherwise Misunderstood Creatures -- a Society of renown, with respect to the understanding of said creatures - feel that your particular solution for dealing the Monster was excessive.  By excessive,  we refer specifically to your killing of the Monster.