The Fantastic Fable of Peter Able by Natalie Grigson

Author:Natalie Grigson [Grigson, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, Fiction, Humour, Young Adult
Amazon: B00VU4WFLC
Publisher: Kindle Press
Published: 2015-06-28T23:00:00+00:00

Luckily the hail had stopped, and so it was only like swimming upriver to get back to campus, rather than like being pelted by bullets. I kept looking over my shoulder for escaped assassins, trains, or perhaps arrows flying for my nose, but I could barely see my hand in front of my face, let alone my imminent death.

And so I was surprised when we found ourselves underneath the southern entrance’s archway so quickly. I stopped and leaned against it for a moment to catch my breath, but Randy had already moved on.

“Randy, I don’t think Professor Silver is still going to be on campus,” I called through chattering teeth. I was terrified, but I chalked it up to the chill in the air.

He ignored me and continued up the path. I jogged to catch up, but he was gone.

“Down here, Peter!” I heard from the bushes along the path.

I separated the branches and a few moths flew out indignantly. There was Randy hiding in the bushes.

“Randy, what are you doing?” I asked, shielding my eyes from the rain.

“I’m being sneaky.”

And then he darted out from the bush, did a sort of summersault, and continued to run along the path, crouched down low against the rain.

“Come on, Peter. It’s fun!”

And so I walked along behind, letting Randy do his detective thing and wondering what I’d gotten myself into. We made our way through the square and past the main building onto a little dirt path I’d never seen before. It led through a sodden field and straight up to an old, squat building that looked more like a house than something belonging on campus. The only difference was, it was stretched out and had ten front doors instead of one, and ten little chimneys poking from its one thatched, sloped roof. Somehow, smoke was still billowing happily from one of these, in spite of the wind and rain. As we walked by the window, I could see Merlin sitting on a couch inside, cozily reading a book with the fire blazing. Of course.

“This is the one,” Randy said, stopping in front of the neighboring door.

I was wondering what mysterious Detective skills he was employing when I noticed the name plate above the doorknob.

Long John Silver

Get lost.

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