The Secret of Cawley’s Skull

PART TWO BERTIE’S BALL Chapter 18             I don’t consider it a dream, what I had.  What happens to a mind that’s been shocked into a swoon simply can’t be the same thing as what happens to a mind nestled in sleep.  Had I experienced the same dim images while sleeping, I might have…

The Secret of Cawley’s Skull

PART TWO BERTIE’S BALL Chapter 17           The smell of blood brought me out of the second dream of cows I’d ever had.  But where the first was a horrid nightmare about one monstrous, snot-slinging abomination, this dream was filled with many cows, a huge gaggle of cows, each as lethargic and sedate as only…

The Secret of Cawley’s Skull

PART TWO BERNIE’S BALL Chapter 16            “Eeeeww, Mish-Shka!”           “I suggest we get ourselves away, young brother.  We’ll talk later.”  Mish-Shka never took his eyes off of the terrified farmer for more than a blink.           “Mish-Shka  … eeewww, Mish-Shka … eeeeww . . .” I said, and struggled to…

The Secret of Cawley’s Skull

PART TWO BERTIE’S BALL Chapter 15           “SSSCCCRRAAAEEEKKK!  IN MY KITCHERN?  MY KITCHERN?  YOU GROODLESKAT-BULLDIT!  YOU FUNGOO DRIDDLE!  GETJ OUTA HERE!”            I’d seen her coming and Bandy hadn’t.  At first, I wasn’t convinced she was a threat.  Living with my mother’s masters had taught me that danger and pain were…

The Secret of Cawley’s Skull

PART TWO BERTIE’S BALL Chapter 14        The winking rim of the sun found us crossing an expanse of black soil, turned up into lumps and clods, and every lump and every clod was just enough higher than my legs to make walking torturous.  While I trudged along like a stubby bug, Bandy…

The Secret of Cawley’s Skull

PART TWO BERTIE’S BALL Chapter 13         Whatever it was, it wasn’t behind me.         There was nothing but a decrepit locust tree at my back.  A great gob of its roots lay exposed and much of the inner meat showed where broad slabs of bark had pealed away.  Presumably, at one…