Bert felt jealous, cheated on, and blue. Then he discovered he could morph into a giant nightmarish slug...
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Life in the Clouds #6: Take a Slug ® James Field.
Dear friends, if you like a good chuckle, dim-witted heroes, and larger-than-life villains, then you'll love this fascinating series. On Wednesdays and Sundays, I’m blogging nibble-sized chunks of new ‘Life in the Clouds’ stories. You can check in regularly and read them for free, or wait to buy the entire story when published.
Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 39
“Hey, where’d you get those from?” said Bert, staring wide-eyed in disbelief.
Dick Charmer suspended the small bunch of keys above his head and let them dangle between his fingers. "Watch carefully."
He swiped his other hand across in front of the keys and when the hand had passed the bunch was gone. He opened both palms: they were empty. Then he placed his left hand behind his ear and produced the keys again.
"Caw," said Bert, genuinely impressed. "You're a wizard."
"Yup, these hands are magic. I lifted the handcuff keys from Dobby the Bobby just before he locked me up."
Bert's face turned blank as a piece of wood, a simple slow breath revealing his amazement. "You're a bleeding pickpocket."
"Yup. Like I said, easy. I could have taken Dobby's underpants and he wouldn’t have known.”
Bert stared down at his own handcuffs with a hollow expression and then smacked his brow. “It’s you, isn’t it?”
“Him there ‘Four-P’. Peter Pepper Pick-Pocket.”
This time, Dick Charmer gaped. “How come you know?”
“Because I used to be a crook like you, and I still hear the news.”
In way of answer, Dick Charmer hooked his thumbs in his belt, thrust his hips forward, and gave a smug smile. "Means I'm famous, which is more than we can say about you. You're a no-talent dummy: fat, ugly, and clumsy." Then he spun on his heels and darted into his house.
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The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
There’s a lot to like and a lot to dislike in this story. I like that it’s cosy, funny, and heart-warming. The plot, however, is a tragedy. There are two murders, and every character in the book, of which there are many, has a motif. With so many twists, turns, and red herrings throughout the narrative, it lost me in a virtual maze.
But the author commits the gravest crime: he introduces a new, guilty character right at the end of the story. Tut, tut, naughty.
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