Fiction

Chapter 3
Mr. Mint

Far ahead of C.J., further down the multi-colored path of Candy Land, Aiden and Katie were trailing behind each other in a forest filled with Peppermint Trees. In the distance, echoing, as they slowly and warily walked further into the forest, there was singing that went very much like this:

Yo-ho-ho, there was a merry old soul, was he?
He walked around my forest tasting every tree,
He didn’t realize how much he had grown ‘til he

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Chapter 2
Gingerbread Plum Tree

The markers were coming to half of C.J.’s height. Then I noticed a song with the cadence of the Toy Soldiers:

How many colors can you see?
1… 2… 3, 4, 5… 6…7… 8
How many colors can there be?
Go to the Gingerbread Plum Tree.
There you’ll see the Gingerbread Kids
Helping you along the way.
Lord Licorice, beware, forbids
On colors you will see delay.
When you reach a bridge or two here

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Chapter 1
The Magical Game in the Attic

There in the attic of a house in Oregon was a lot of stuff that someone had put up there. A rocking horse, colors fading and its mane missing; a many boxes here and there; a Raggedy Ann doll, with an eye now on its last thread; and an owl shaped lamp with a tattered shade and a chain dangling below it with a wooden yellow moon attached at the end. It was filled with memories that were now gathering dust and put away to be forgotten in the ...

Chapter 5

Bourne picks up the phone but puts it down as he turns to look at Hiyozaki. “The line is out,” says Bourne. “No way. What is going on with this? Is it really something to deal with what we saw, is it?” asks Hiyozaki, sounding really surprised.
“I really do not know. I think the other subjects got to the phone companies and such. Can’t say for sure,” says Bourne, scratching his head. “We need to check out the servicing company, Bourne. I’m curious about what’s ...

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Chapter 4

“Well, at least we know that the cat wasn’t drugged by the company. But why was he larger than his original size?” asks Dr. Bourne, while reading the results of the cat.

“I have a theory on that,” said Dr. Hiyozaki. She rewinds the cassette as she sipping her next cup of coffee. As Dr. Bourne waits for the theory, he throws away his cup into the pile of cups surrounding the trashcan.
“OK. Here it is,” said Hiyozaki, passing the recorder to Bourne. ...