Sunday, June 10, 2007
New Beginning 291
Cicely watched out the window as her newest neighbors, the Graysons, paused on the doorstep of their house. The little boy, who looked to be about ten, ran up the driveway then stopped to wait for his parents. Mr. Grayson was glaring at his wife, and she was pointedly ignoring him, her back stiff, as with crisp, jerky movements she opened her pocketbook and dropped the house keys inside. Mr. Grayson said something that must have hurt, for his wife jerked as if she’d been slapped. At the head of the driveway, the little boy fidgeted with his belt buckle, not looking at his parents.
Jack sat on the windowsill in front of Cicely, watching the Graysons with his startlingly blue eyes while she stroked his silky white fur. "What do you think, Jackie-boy?" she asked. "Do we have another lucky winner?" Jack meowed, but she had no idea if that meant yes or no.
It was her policy to invite new neighbors over to tea whether they looked promising or not. She let the curtain slide closed as the Graysons approached her front door.
"The Graysons, madam," Jawns announced in his peculiar way and stepped aside. Mrs. Grayson approached with a darling little fake smile but hesitated when she saw the large iron hand with which Cicely stroked Jack.
"Mrs. Summerton, thank you for having us over," Mr. Grayson said, trying to cover for his startled wife.
"Cicely Haberdashem Anabel Ophelia Summerton," Cicely stated with a small smile for the child. "Quite a mouthful, yes?"
"Yeah, that's crazy effing stupid for a name," the child answered curtly.
Cicely stopped stroking Jack. Her eyes narrowed and she reached for a small button on her wheelchair. A trapdoor opened below the Graysons sending them down a chute into a pool filled with bull sharks.
"I think, Jawns," Cicely said, "the house across the street is on the market yet again."
Opening: Anonymous.....Continuation: Pacatrue