AAAARGH!!! by Bill Myers

Author:Bill Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUVENILE FICTION / Religious / Christian
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2013-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Little Dorie was anything but thrilled. Not that TJ blamed her. After all, she had promised. In a way, Tuna and Herby were right. Cheating did have its consequences. And you didn’t have to travel into the future to see them. All you had to do was look at the disappointed face of one six-year-old sister.

But TJ had to see what Elizabeth knew—or pretended she knew. After that, she was certain things would finally settle down. At least that’s what she told herself as she opened the door to the coffee shop.

It was a pretty cool place, and it was swarming with kids. The line stretched forever. It was like her whole generation was hooked on coffee. Some even shuffled along the hallways at school with bottles of it attached to hospital IV drip stands.

(All right, another exaggeration. But not as bad as . . .)

And the kids seemed to get younger all the time. Rumor had it, some mothers were even slipping coffee into their baby’s bottles.

(I told you.)

What wasn’t an exaggeration was having to pay $5.95 for a small coffee with a bunch of whipped cream on it. Well, that’s what others paid. To be honest, TJ didn’t have that kind of money. To be honester (don’t try that word on your English teacher) she hated the taste: burnt and bitter. Yes, sir, how could anyone pass up paying a fortune for that?

It wasn’t hard spotting Elizabeth sitting off in the corner. There was something about the orange coveralls, black rubber boots, and white surgical gloves that gave her away. And if that didn’t do it, there was always the bee hat with the net draped over her face. Or the smell of garlic coming from a garlic bulb necklace hanging around her neck.

“Elizabeth?” TJ asked as she approached.

“Stay back.”

TJ came to a stop.

“The Internet says witches can’t work their magic if we’re over six feet away from them.”

“All right . . . ,” TJ said slowly. She reached for a chair and pulled it from the table to sit.

As she did, Elizabeth produced a giant cross from her pocket and held it toward TJ . . . just to be safe.

TJ frowned. “Isn’t that supposed to be for vampires? And what’s with the bee mask?”

“It protects me from deadly photon rays that shoot from the eyes of outer-space aliens.”

Cautiously, TJ eased herself into the chair. “I’m confused. What do you think I am? A vampire, a witch, or an alien?”

“Maybe all three,” Elizabeth said as she pulled a bottle of holy oil from her pocket and poured it on the table between them. “The point is to stop you from reaching me with your superhuman powers.”

TJ tried not to laugh. “What about the kryptonite? You forgot the kryptonite.”

“It’s in the mail.”

TJ could only shake her head in amazement. She glanced around the coffee shop, noticing the portrait of Mrs. May K. Buck, the owner, that hung behind the counter. It was your average, run-of-the-mill painting of some average, run-of-the-mill lady.

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