“Hoarder House” features a woman who has been collecting something more bizarre than newspapers, clothes or bric-a-brac for decades. In “Pillow Talk” all the foster child Humphrey asks of his new parents is to have a brand-new pillow of his own. “The Lost Island of Unsonsy” is a whopper of a Chesapeake Bay fishing story. James story “A View from A Hill”, is Bill, a flea market picker who finds old night vision goggles and sees more than wildlife. You’ll meet Coral, an aging gardener with an invasive plant problem. While Zap tucks into his “Beastie Burger” and works on his Uncanny Stout, nine stories unfold. There’s something a bit off about the place beyond the perpetual Halloween décor. Coming off a double shift restoring power after a wicked storm, he stops at the BW&S for a bite to eat. The grout for this mosaic of tales is the story of Zap, an exhausted electrician with the Earle Power Company. It departs from its predecessors in that this one has some monsters. Elliott’s third collection of spooky short stories. Looking for a funny, feel-good holiday romp with a bit of mystery? This is the one. What’s that about?Īs the retreat fills to capacity, strangers become family as they come together for a Haint Blue Christmas. “We’re the Lame Brain Zombie LARPers…party of seven, do you have a cabin?”Īnd odd little gifts keeping showing up and disappearing. I know business has been slow, and I was wondering, you gonna be open for the holidays?”
She’s got this hairbrained notion to get the family together. Listen, my sister Nellavon thinks I’m dying. We were wondering if you had a few cabins?” Sometimes it works and then suddenly nada. Get your holiday cookbooks out, sweetheart.”Īs the 25th approaches, the phone calls begin.
The dream tells me that you need to stock your pantry you’re going to be a busy hostess this Christmas. Some weird nursery rhyme repeated ‘the larder was bare, the larder was bare’. You were wringing your hands in a red apron. There was a bright Christmas tree…children laughing…an empty deep freezer in a garage. But before she can make a motel reservation, psychic Aunt Moira calls. Why not slip off to the beach? She can almost taste the fish tacos and fried shrimp. Her relationship with Buster is in limbo. It looks like she’ll be alone for Christmas.
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