For a change of pace, I thought I'd share a reprint of a little St. Patrick's story I wrote a while back...
What's better than wishin' someone "The Luck O' The Irish?"....
I reprinted the story (originally published in Mysterical-e) on my website blog...
Here's the beginning:
The Luck O' The Irish
By Christine Verstraete
The car lurched into another pothole, prompting Robert O'Flannery to check the address his wife Margie had written down and tossed wordlessly at him earlier that morning.
He hadn't turned wrong. Three twenty-was that a zero, a six? Anyway it was Sycamore. He was going the right way. The house numbers were getting smaller, just as the houses themselves and the lots they sat on were getting larger the nearer he came to the lake.... Finish reading...
Yikes...it started out so cozy-ish and then turned devious. Tricky.
ReplyDeleteNot very lucky, was he?
ReplyDeleteooooo - you like to trick us! I thought he might find a pot of gold! Not a lucky fellow!
ReplyDeleteGreat story ~
Thanks.... so evil, heh heh.
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