from the trunk: a sideways nose and other stories

Another in the “wtf was I doing?” trunked novel series. This is from the same story as last time, but a much different version. No, I’m not going to give you any context.

“So where are you going?”

“I need to find another wizard, one who isn’t trying to kill me. I don’t know how, really, but I thought I’d start by going to Alvin Todd’s house and poking around.”

“You don’t want to do that,” said a voice that seemed to be coming from just outside Nan’s second-story window. Both girls jumped to their feet.

The window was open slightly; a pair of hands pushed it open more, and a scruffy-looking white boy leaned forward and rested his chin on the sill.

“If I might offer my services?”

The boy, about 17 or 18, was blond and good-looking and smiling broadly at them. He had a strong jaw and blue eyes and the general look of an unshaven Hollywood heartthrob, except that his nose seemed to be partly sideways.

“Who are you?” Edie said.

“I am the mysterious hero in the dark cloak who will be rescuing you this evening.” He pushed the window open further and climbed in. He was indeed wearing a dark cloak, a rather tired-looking one, over jeans and a t-shirt and leather lace-up boots. He bowed.

Ah. Hmm.

Yeah I don’t really know what to say.