Stuck with a Spell by D. D. Scott

being stuck with a
spell is certainly better than being stuck with a stiff,” Liza
said, referring to the fact that it had just been a matter of days
since we’d cleared Nicky’s name from the murder of the stiff found
next to his chicken coop.
    “ Hell, Aunt Liza. Thanks to
you, we just about ended up with three more stiffs,” Nicky
quipped.
    “ Stuck with stiffs and
spells. Whatever. At least life’s interesting down on the farm,”
Liza said, swaying in her seat as the whiskey started to do a real
number on her.
    While she almost crumpled to the floor
in her drunken stupor, Grams was, once again, digging through her
coat pockets. Luckily, I thought I’d confiscated all of the Voodoo
reversing paperwork Nicky had printed out.
    “ Ah. There they are,” she
said, pulling out and holding up a small set of jingle
bells.
    She swung them through the air with
wild, theatrical motions.
    “ Whoa. Wait a minute. You’re
going to make us all deaf,” I said, trying to reach for the
bells.
    But she was too quick for me and
continued swinging them with gusto through the air.
    “ What’s with the sleigh
bells?” Nicky asked, coming up behind her and smoothly getting them
out of her grasp while she wasn’t looking.
    “ You should be thanking me.
I read that sleigh bells used to be used during Yuletide to give
advanced warning of visiting family members.”
    “ I’m not following you,” I
said, which wasn’t out of the ordinary when it came to listening to
Grams.
    “ It’s not all that tough,
Ace. Once peeps heard the sound of the bells from approaching
sleighs and wagons, they could decide if they’d rather deal with
their relatives or run out into the snow, before they got there,
and die of exposure.”
    “ I see,” I said, trying as
hard as I could not to burst out laughing at her latest line of
reasoning. “So which have you decided to do?”
    “ Well...for now, I’m staying
put. It’s damn cold out there. But I’m hanging onto these bells,
just in case. This family is totally whacked.”
    Being stuck with sleigh bells sounds a
whole lot better than being stuck with Liza’s spells. Even though
both have the potential to leave us stuck with stiffs.
    And yes, I had to agree with Grams. Our
makeshift family was totally whacked. Just ask the
rhododendrons.
     
    THE END

 
     
     
     
NOTE FROM D. D.
SCOTT
     

     
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