


THE COWARDLY LION, Book Two, Chapter XXVI
The open sea beckoned us toward it, as I stared at the ever greater rise and fall of the bow. It seemed to be whispering “come my pretties,” as if somehow tied right into the wicked witch’s delivery from the Wizard of Oz. Gularte made it up from the main cabin, just...
THE COWARDLY LION, Book Two, Chapter XXIV
Gularte and I struggled in attempting to do anything but hang on to the sturdy, but very slippery chrome railing. There was nothing else to hold onto as the boat was being continuously beaten all along the port side of its hull by the pounding surf. “Down,” I yelled...
The Duke, Part Twenty-One
THE DUKE Chapter XXI Darren’s father was in a rage by the time he got home from work. The rages were all founded upon the same squishy ground. Bacardi Light was the name of the ground. “Who’s this Kahanamoku character?” his father had started with. Darren was a...