Geron Kees
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She wrote Bram Stoker's DRACULA, and then didn't tell him.
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Charlie and the others returned to the living room of Martin Jemeson's house. It was amply and comfortably furnished, though the evidence was plain that this was not a home of great wealth. But the personal touches were clear, the love of the place itself, and of the two people that called it home apparent in every nuance of the setting. A cheerful fire burned in the fireplace, filling the room with warmth, and Emma Jemeson looked pleased to have a guest to visit, even one from an alternate real
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They had dinner with Mildred again, and it was another wonderful meal. But Charlie found it hard to concentrate on the food, or even the conversation that went with it. Sunset was only about an hour away, and it would be dusk long before that, here among the trees. They would be outside at dark, in case the leafy man came early. But was that what Castor had in mind? Charlie did not at all feel that another confrontation was what his spirit friend was seeking. There was another reason t
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Never mind the keys! What about the locks!?!
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Ewww! You know me sooo well!
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I think there will be eight chapters. But since I pulled a rare move and posted this story before it was actually completed, I'll have to let you know!
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Mildred may be the sort that only doles out what she feels others need to know!
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Pretty good thinking, maybe!
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Is that Pelvis Presley? I meant THIS old house!
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Some good observations! I'd have to look to see if Mildred's house would fit on the old foundation. What did I do with that measuring tape?
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Now, you need to be sleeping at night and not wandering around in your dreams with Charlie and crew. How are you going to read during the day if you don't sleep at night? Oh...if you see Browbeat in your dreams tonight, send him home, will ya? It's his turn to wash the dishes tonight! 😁
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If I tell you, than I'd have to haunt you!
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You ever been to Rocky Face, Alabama?
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Wow. Wasn't The Beverly Hillbillies first run during Lincoln's administration?
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You know, it warms my heart to know my stories bring out this sort of ribald humor in everyone!
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An Odd, Onward Door, maybe?
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Nope. One thing Mildred will not tolerate is a house that smokes!
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No doorbell on Mildred's house. It has a knocker. It works for humans and many magical creatures, but not for roosters. One thing Mildred does not want is a cock-knocker at her door!
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Shhh! Be vewy, vewy quiet!
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I ain't sayin' nuthin!
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Ohmigod! Don't ENCOURAGE them!
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Canandaigua was a nice town, one of many smaller towns in the Finger Lakes district of New York's rolling western plains. Once a base for steamboats plying their trade along the shores of Canandaigua Lake, the town had a broad main street lined with shops, with a center strip covered in grass and flowerbeds, and tenanted by small trees. It was just the sort of pleasant little town that Charlie considered to be the beating heart of the northern part of the state. The name of the town derived from
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Max told him, once he saw that Kip could fly and move things, that teleporting would be next!
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This is what makes it fun!
