Chapter 19: Rambo’s Storm

KRAPOW KRAPOWCHTZ “Dang worn out piece of junk,” George cursed as the chain slipped off the Dyno while hopping the curb. The frightened freestylist jumped and let out a yelp as a bolt of lightening struck the huge bronze statue of Andrew Jackson that adorned Jackson Square. The smell of stale beer and fried food…

Chapter 18: Mad Max

By the time the kids started working at the voodoo shop, Miss Cara had been completely rehabilitated. She had been drug-free for five years, regained custody of Spider, and even was a narcotics anonymous sponsor at the Grace House meetings on Camp Street. As a matter of fact, she was Jesi’s sponsor. Jesi had been…

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 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 2: Pushed out of the Nest

Believe it or not our hero was not always the pugilistic tattooed adventurer who would claim the crown of King George by his own hand. As a matter of fact, he was quite the contrary. This particular protagonist was a homebody video game nerd who planned on spending the summer of his sixth grade year…