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I have no words for this chapter…
At night the house of Uncle Monty had an eerie appearance, its towering wooden frame and glassy dome casted a unusual shadow over the gas lamped lawn. The mosaic snakes' yellow eyes appeared to follow the slim figure that was Beatrice and the toad hedges seemed to breath deeply as if alive and waiting.
"All seem well, this was a very difficult puzzle to solve Monty though I am mighty glad that you asked me for help. Now these cuties can counter balance the other critters…right there." Beatrice ended her speech carefully closing the lid on the slippery bug eyes reptiles with great satisfaction of a job well done. Monty with a smile plastered on his face patiently waited, her hair shimmered by the snake's glow as she relaxed in his desk chair.
"Would you like a drink my dear?" Monty inquired.
Beatrice turned to face Monty, her hair rolled down her shoulders. "That would be wonderful!" She replied, Beatrice had such an innocents to her voice Monty felt almost sorry for the bunny.
"I'm going to get married and live with the man I love forever, the stark is going to give us lots of children and we'll teach them to be skilled and happy and they'll love us and we'll live in a cozy home! Going on secret missions and sailing the world before bedtime." Beatrice muttered to herself swinging her feet back and forth. Her mind was racing with merry ideas and wonderful memories.
Uncle Monty reentered the room with a drink in each hand. Beatrice sat up straight in her chair clapping her hands together, "I know that drink it's COCOA!" She exploded laughing. The cup was glossy green with a plushy frog face on the side. Beatrice thanked him, the liquid was a foggy brown with a tall whip of cream and tiny slivers of green that Beatrice dismissed as sugar. "I love cocoa thank you so much." Beatrice whispered sucking up the cream trying to avoid getting it on her nose. "Your very welcome." Monty said quietly sipping his cocoa.
"We'll hurry back to the party in a little." Monty spoke after a moments enjoyment of the drink. His voice echoed in the ill lit lab. Beatrice thought that sound3ed wonderful and was so glad to have such a wonderful friend to look after her.
"This reminds me of the time I took a trip to the swamps of Louisiana I was there to visit their Queen." Monty sat down his cup beginning a rather exciting story about his battle with a sea snake. Beatrice tried to listen but
she couldn't…
the room looked wobbly…
was it just her?
The room tipped to one side and the distant reptile cages melted into the dim windows, colors leaked from the ceiling and the stone snake lacing the wall came alive…it slithered up the wall and hissed at her. Beatrice tried to blink away the images, "Love are you okay?" Beatrice could faintly hear Monty's voice and feel his hand on her shoulder.
What was happening?
Where was she?
Beatrice staggered to her feet, the chair beneath her walked up the stairs. "The chair!" Beatrice slurred pointing at something that clearly wasn't there.
Was someone else there?
Beatrice rapidly lost sense of who she was. Monty gently took hold of her arm. "You should lie down." He guided her up the steps and turned to click off the lights. That sounded good. Beatrice wanted to say she would have said if she could. She did want to go lie down in her bed…her big yellow covered bed. Monty slowly led her up his snake railed stairs.
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