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exnzpat’s Halloween Story for 2011
When boy met girl by exnzpat Jim was only eighteen. Just last week he passed his driver’s test; his license was fat and warm and filled his wallet. To celebrate, his Dad had bought him a car. Jim was a lucky boy. He did not know it of course; as far as Jim was [...]
The escape of exnzpat, Part 7
The Apothecary “Come Exnzpat, come.” But it wasn’t Lilith’s voice I heard. Nor was it Becky’s. Something or someone else was calling me… “Did you say something?” Becky asked. “No, it wasn’t me. But I did hear someone calling my name… did you hear something too?” “Yes. But… but I also heard someone crying…” I [...]
The escape of exnzpat, Part 6
Becky wakes Lilith turned back towards the woman and the child. She placed one hand on the boy and the other on the woman; a spark of static leapt from her fingers and into their sleeping forms. Imperceptibly the right hand of the boy began to move under his sheet, and so too did the [...]
The escape of exnzpat, Part 5
Woman and child There was a deception to this place that I was only becoming aware of. We had walked for sometime before I noticed. “Lilith,” I said, “we don’t seem to be getting very far.” Lilith turned her gorgeous face toward me. “Exnzpat, really — have you not been listening? I thought I explained; [...]
The escape of exnzpat, Part 4
The Attic I woke from my dream. Looking up I found both Lilith and Lincoln staring down at me. Lincoln licked my face, I pushed him gently aside. “Yeah Okay, that’s enough Lincoln.” I rubbed the sleep and his slobber from my eyes. I stood, saying nothing more. It was dark outside now and the rain [...]
The escape of exnzpat, Part 3
Lincoln In my dream I saw a man. It was me. And I remember this… “…I can feel the walls closing in on me: banks, brokers, lenders, wives, children, and dogs — especially dogs! Where was Lincoln? “That Bad Dog!” There… there he was on the dining room floor. The floor I spent hours sanding [...]
The escape of exnzpat, Part 2
Conversation with an Angel “Lincoln?” I asked again. A sharp bark reverberated through me. “It is you! It’s really you; but how?” I called out delightedly. And then… Something more: Lincoln was not alone!
The escape of exnzpat, Part 1
Conversation with a madman It is important, I think, to explain more fully the circumstance that has brought me to this strange and terrible place, which up until a year ago, was an unremarkable life. There are gaps in my memory – of this you know – but more – there are gaps in the [...]
