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 Tuesdays and Saturdays, 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 16
Bert paid no notice to the night’s balmy warmth or the full moon’s soft glow. He charged like an enraged bull from the disco and back to his terrace house. It was an evening created for lovers, and his fiancé, Olive, was in the arms of Dick Charmer. The twinkling stars teased him: a young and dashing playboy mesmerises her. What are you going to do about it?
He knew what he would do. Eyes wild, heart thundering, he made a hurried detour to a nearby barn and found a piece of soft, galvanised, hay-binding wire. Then he rushed home; ready now to set his genius plan in motion.
Scaffold surrounded the terraced group of three houses. His house was at one end, Olive’s was in the middle, and Dick Charmer hired the house next to hers at the other end. With more agility than his bulk might suggest, he climbed onto the scaffolding, laid on his belly on the broad planks above Olive's front door, and waited.
Bert ran the strategy through his mind once more; there must be no mistakes. When Olive and Dick Charmer came back from the disco, hugging and kissing, he’d drop a hangman's noose over Dick Charmer’s head and hang him by his scrawny neck.
Then, while he was dangling in the trap, and Olive was screaming, he’d climb over the roof, down the scaffolding on the other side, run through his house, and out the front door. There he’d rescue Dick Charmer, a second too late to save his life, and pretend he didn’t know who did it. The police would never guess it was he.
To be continued…
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Wisteria Island by Rachel Hanna
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I started reading this book because I thought it was a comedy. And it is, but it is also a romance, which is probably my least favourite genre. However, I won't penalise it because of that. I read along, often rolling my eyes and clucking my tongue at the clichés, but also chuckling here and there.
It's well written, flows easily, tickles the giggle buds, and is a certain winner for those who enjoy sickly sweet romance.
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