CHAPTER 36
It was a little bit quieter on the ride home, as tired bodies recovered from hangovers, and nobody was really in a rush to leave such a lovely spot. We took a break at the top of the first real climb, where the quarries looked out over the flatter lands to the North, before descending to the busier ‘Amman’ towns and the faster roads back to Cardiff. After we got home, both bathrooms had queues for the balm of hot water, but I made the girls lay the tents out to dry and air before they indulged in steam and soak.

I wrote this with Ellen's permission almost twenty years ago. It's on Ellen's site, and I think it was on Classic BC. Now it's here. It's almost a Christmas story of sorts.

Mantra (Malibu Comics) is working with the super-scientist Pinnacle on ideas to help regain her mystic powers. But to seek out a cure, they need to know exactly how she lost them in the first place. So, Mantra needs to consult with an eyewitness. The witness is a teenage phenomenon who, since that night, has been calling herself the new Mantra.

What Wish?

It felt like Christmas or one of the best birthdays I ever had. I walked into the thrift store over in the next town to look around for some new used clothes: well, new to me. I frequent the store and old Mrs. Flagstone knows my name. She looked up from the large box she was going through as I walked through the door.

“Good morning Corey.”

“Good morning Mrs. Flagstone. What do you have there? Did a new consignment arrive?”

“Well yes. It’s from one of my neighbors. Mr. Flagstone just brought it in. Terrible thing.”