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.
Between the car and the edge of the pond was a distance of about forty metres, the rutted tractor track level and covered with straggly weeds. Olive returned to the car and fitted a portion of sawn-off broom handle between her seat and the accelerator pedal. When she started the engine, it screamed at full speed.
The next part was tricky. With the driver’s door open, she hung outside the car with one arm slung over the door for support. She had one foot in the car, the other on the open-door frame, and her free hand grasping the steering wheel. Careful not to disturb the broomstick handle, she pressed down the clutch pedal and placed the car in third gear.
When she gently lifted the clutch pedal, the car sped up along the track, its wheels bouncing along the path’s two deep ruts.
The car rushed forward, its engine roaring, bolting toward the pond’s rim. At the last moment, Olive safely leapt down.
The car shot over the edge of the pond and soared seven metres out into the air as though it were a thick-bodied aeroplane. With a sickening whoosh, it hit the pond’s surface. The water splashed up in a noisy circle. The stench of rotting eggs infested the air, making Olive gag. Then silence. In the twilight, the lake shone like ink. There was no sign of the car. The concentric rings died away, leaving the pond secret and sinister and still. “Lord!” ejaculated Olive, standing close to the pond, pinching her nose. “They won't find that for a while.”
To be continued…
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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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