The jail was a gray and blue two-tone, but the drab colors could not make the place any more abysmal. Tex’s eyes patrolled the cell for some flaw, some weak structural integrity that may have hidden an escape plan. The Count of Monte Cristo escaped, so did Papillion the butterfly, even Timothy Leary broke out…
CH 11: The Aftermath
Country Mike’s whole torso was sticking out of the fifth floor window of Charity Hospital, trying to decide if his cigarette smoke was more tolerable than the muggy New Orleans air while also trying to be aware of the cacophony of buzzes and beeps leaking from the room into the night. Spider, who was reclining…
Ch 10: The Dweller on the Threshold
“Good boys pray.” The whisper woke George into a dark room with only creeping fingers of light shedding clues to his whereabouts. He rubbed his face with his palms trying to make some sense of his situation. This has to be Spider’s apartment, but where is everyone, and why is everything moved around? George groped…
Ch 9: The Cat From The Hat
Now the idea of sorcerers and oracles using words and actions to send present and future kings on quests is not new; for it was Merlin who sent Arthur on his quest for the Holy Grail, it was Daedalus who helped Theseus kill the Minotaur, and it was the oracle of Delphi who let loose…
Ch 8: Something Wicked
“Hey vatos, how were the honey buns?”Christopher Perez asked. The sleeping boys roused and answered, “Awesome man, thanks.” Spider passed him the autographed magazines. “I even made one out to Louie.” Perez pointed past the boys to the sleeping cat in the window and said, “Hey, is that the ghost cat from the brujo?” “What’s…
Ch 7: Sword From The Stone
While Bobby was in jail, his girl Jesi had become like a surrogate mother to the kids. She was a black haired streetwise chick whose style lay somewhere between biker chick and gothic girl. Miss Cara and the boys enjoyed having her around. Since Spider’s incident with the noodles, Cara regained guardianship of the tattooed…
Ch 6: The High Price of Ice Cream
During the medieval days of chivalry, young boys would enter into a type of apprenticeship. They were called valets. A valet would usually stand by while their lord ate, waiting to carve a slice of meat for their liege, or any other way they could be of service. These jobs were not looked on as…
Ch 5: Worlds Collide
To the best of my knowledge, none of the boys had ever had an experience with the supernatural before. No ghost, no premonitions, just a material world of black and white. All of that was about to change. *** George hit the release lever and the inertia rocked the daredevil’s head back, sending the football…
Ch 4: The Clubhouse and The Catapult
The world is full of beautiful women; and it is a long and glorious tradition for members of the opposite sex to risk life and limb for so much as a glimpse at exquisite beauty. From the battle of Troy over Helen of Argos who was said to have a face that launched a thousand…
Ch 3: Along Came a Spider
In the aftermath of the civil war, the plague of yellow fever had crippled the South. St. Vincent’s was an orphanage built in 1861 by a woman they called the ‘Bread Woman of New Orleans’. By some estimates both St. Vincent’s and St. Theresa's (both built by the same woman) sheltered 30,000 children struck parent-less…
Lords of Magazine Street: The Ice Cream Gangsters 