The Adventures of Huxley & Finch

1 The garden was finally calm. Joshua slumped to the floor in tears. “Victor. My friend. My best friend.” “I’m sorry; I realise now you two had been through a lot” said Barbara, trying to comfort the grief stricken corpse. “I promised to remember that day. But over the years, in my loneliness, I started to forget the details. And then when I started hearing the whispers like Victor did, I thought -” “You thought you had found someone like you. Your family.” “I thought I wouldn’t be alone again.” “I see now that you really were just a child when you found Victor and when he died, in your rage you became trapped: an eternal child.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t you think it’s time now, Joshua? Time you went back home?” “But I’m scared. I don’t want to be alone there again.” “Your family are there somewhere. You won’t find them staying here.” “But what if I have no family, what if I am all there is?” “No I don’t believe that for a second, Joshua. Where did the name come f...

The boy who lived next to the funeral parlour The boy who lived next to the funeral parlour, he had a sorry tale. Beaten by his dad, teased by his brother and bullied by near enough everyone else, yes it was a sad old life for a sad little boy. Every night the little boy wished and wished and wished. All he wanted was a friend, just one friend who felt how he felt and liked what he liked. But no friend ever came. Until one night, after his father had shouted at him and left him crying and alone on his bed. That little boy wished harder than he had in his whole entire life. He used every fibre of his being to project the wish to where ever wishes went when you really, really, wanted them to happen. And finally it happened, his wishes were answered. A voice whispered into his ear. “You’ll never be alone again” It said “I will protect you” The little boy was so happy. “Do you have a name?” he asked. “I can’t remember if it is my name, but the only name I remember is Joshua...

1 Barbara, Christopher, and David with his head down low, returned back to the sitting room. Barbara was about to ask Betty if she knew anything about the library key when she realised Betty wasn’t even there. Neither was Jacob. “Where do you think they’ve gone?” asked Christopher. “I don’t know, but Jacob was in no condition to walk. He had minutes at best. At one point earlier I even thought he was dead.”  That was when Barbara realised. “Oh, I’m so stupid. He looked dead because he was dead.” “The Endless?” asked David. “No worse, that bloody Eternal Child.” “But he’s got nothing left. What’s the point?” “He’s got what he’s always wanted. Betty. With her he can start all over again.” “They must have gone into the garden, we’ve got to hurry” said Christopher. 2 Chasing after Betty in the thick snow was harder then it looked. Most of the detail of the garden was gone, under the uniformed whiteness and the way the light reflected off the snow was almost dazzling....