The King of Dragons by CAROL FENNER

Author:CAROL FENNER
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin Paperbacks
Published: 2003-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

MUSEUM TO SPONSOR KITE SHOW, said the headline. Patient 227 read the paper now every day—every word. Even the ads. Even the obituanes. The lost and found. He fitted his head with words from the newspaper, and he could keep the words there filling up blank spaces like a moving neon message across a marquee.

An exciting addition to the holiday festivities in downtown Grand River opens with ARTlift, an exhibition of more than two hundred kites.

Kites. Patient 227 remembered kites. As a boy, he’d been good with them, could get them higher than the apple trees. Flew them out in the field in April winds. There had been one kite with a spider on it he especially loved—a wicked kite, pale blue with a black tarantula spread across. When you got it up and flying, the pale blue blended with sky and it seemed the huge spider was crawling across the heavens. The memory did not hurt. Where had that been?

You won’t recognize the former Hall of Justice at the corner of Division and Michigan Streets.The greater part of the first floor in this grand old building will house not only the kite exhibition, but a Christmas gift boutique filled with handcrafted treasures by area artists, and an activities area, KIDlift, where young folks can make their own kites, write poetry, invent games, and design a kite to hang on the wishing tree.

The words filed into Patient 227’s head and suddenly stopped. He stared at the paragraph. He read the first lines several times, trying to quiet the quick and terrible thumping of his heart. Former Hall of Justice. Former Hall of Justice. Grand old building. These words would not march obediently into his mind.

He let the paper fall, rustling to the floor—loud, too loud, the sound of paper like fire crackling through weeds. In his ears spun a high whine, drowning out the noise of the paper, of a heart thumping. His head was shnnking. It became a heavy ball—a bowling ball, a golf ball, a rabbit dropping. Something like sleep came. He sank gratefully into its embrace.

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