Thursday, December 20, 2012

One Full Moon Night In Montpelier Vermont





One night under a bright full Moon in Montpelier, Vermont, Ken Kitchell and his friend Paul Sutton were leaning against a lamp post and sipping coffee from the donut shop. Just when they waved and said “Good evening” to Steve Vespers walking past in the street, a werewolf leaped from a roof somewhere above them and pounced on Steve. The werewolf clawed at Steve’s chest and chewed at Steve’s throat and threw his body down onto the pavement. The werewolf crouched down to eat Steve right there, but looked up and saw Ken and Paul watching. The werewolf snarled at Ken and Paul, howled, then dragged Steve away, leaving a trail of blood in the street and disappearing around the corner.

Ken said, “Now there’s something you don’t see every day around these parts.”

Paul said, “No. No, you don’t see that a lot around here. Of course, it was right about that spot last week that old Ben Taylor beat up on his brother Charlie, wasn’t it?”

Ken nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, it was right about there. Of course, old Ben Taylor’s a man who gets drunk on vodka, isn’t he? That thing we saw just now wasn’t so much a man, was it? What we saw just now was more some kind of furry thing.”

Paul nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, that’s about it. Some kind of furry thing alright. Of course, these days with so many out-of-towners coming through, you never know what you’re going to see around here.”

Ken said, “You’ve got that right. Yeah. All these out-of-towners coming through. Of course, you can’t always blame the out-of-towners. Remember Saturday, week before last, Matilda Hapworth put on that miniskirt of hers and walked right past us there on her way to the library?”

Paul said, “Oh yeah. Yeah, I remember Matilda in her miniskirt alright. I almost spilled my coffee, didn’t I?”

Ken nodded. “You did. That’s right. You almost spilled your coffee. Oh yeah. Yeah. Talk about furry things.”






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