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Episode 10

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The miracle was no taller than a midget, with blond hair, brown skin and blue eyes. Or were they black? Can’t really remember… but it didn’t look like nothing I had ever seen. Like for real. Cody was so excited about it that he sounded high. As usual.

‘That’s him! HIM! The zombie baby! Ohhhh, finally!’

He started running after the little one, and the baby or so-called baby never ever casted a look behind him. But he started running too for sure. And in five seconds the miracle was gone. Disappeared! AGAIN.

‘Now I really need an icecream’ I said. ‘Why would you run after him like a freakin’ idiot? Dude, you totally scared the heck out of him!’

Cody wouldn’t bother to answer. He did not even react. He was actually still staring at where the baby vanished, as if some badass magician would make him get out of his hat in front of us.

‘I said, why would you do that?!’

‘He did not look like no zombie’ muttered Cody. ‘He is just a freakin’ baby. And so crazy-motherfuckka-cute.’

He turned towards me.

‘We need to rescue him, Jack. And the rest of the kiddos, too.’

‘Wait, ain’t him supposed to be older than three now? I mean, it’s not like it’s been twelve years since they disappeared…’

We froze for a while. The baby of the pictures would have to be older than us by now. Way older than the little one we just saw. The miracle was a fake one. Damn.

Episode 9

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flèche‘Be there in an hour!’ Mom said.

She dropped us at the entrance of the park and left to find a spot. It was kinda weird to think that we were by ourselves in a place where some other kids had disappeared. But it was okay, because a lot of people were there around us, too.

Nothing extraordinary in the park. Like really. There was nothing more to see than random bushes and grass that had been beaten up by summer and stupid little ones that were chasing others on playgrounds. Excited yet, friends?

A super duper beautiful young woman was sitting on a wooden bench. While Jack was looking everywhere like he would find under a piece of burned grass the dirty perv that had taken away the kids, I started to move towards the bench… Slow-motion style. She had long black hair and a dress that screamed ‘MAGIC!’ She smiled at me, and I felt like I was going to either laugh uncontrollably or fall down on my knees.

You guessed it. I had just sat down next to her and prepared myself to speak when Jack came back. Sigh.

‘Look, ice creams!’

YES. I forgot about the bench, the girl, the stupid kids and the stupid park right away. I mean, ICE CREAMS!

We tried to look like we didn’t care, but the guy behind his vending cart had noticed that we were interested.

‘Want a good icecream?’ he said with the perfect perv smile.

We frowned. Maybe it was HIM. He had done harm to the lost kiddos! We looked back at him with our special  ‘evil glance’. He seemed pretty upset by our reaction, for all of a sudden he shouted.

‘You won’t get any ice cream from me, you bunch of nuts! YA HEAR ME?’

What a terrible person.

We went on, feeling sad about our lost ice cream. We had been wandering around for about ten minutes when we saw a miracle. Like for real.

‘THERE! THERE!’

Episode 8

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flèche‘I’m pretty sure you guys should check out the place where my grandchildren disappeared first. It might give you some ideas,’ Amazia said.

‘Do you have any other clue about what happened?’ I asked.

‘None.’

Cody and I exchanged a glance. Now things were getting interesting…*Insert sarcastic smile here.*

‘What about threats or stuff like that? Like crazy persons getting all mad and rumbling and saying that they will destroy your family and make you eat snakes. You know, that kind of thing?’ Cody said.

For something like two or three seconds, Amazia looked like she was kinda scared. She soon lifted herself up though.

‘No, I don’t see anybody threatening me or my family.’

We must have looked like we were going to run up and down the walls out of frustration, for she added:

‘Sorry guys. I know I am not much help.’

‘That’s okay,’ Cody said.

First time he was acting like a gentleman. Well sort of. What a shock!

Episode 7

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flècheI am the brave one. Jack was still hiding in the car when I got out and walked up the alley to Amazia’s doorstep. After a few more minutes, Jack finally came with Mom. She was almost holding him by the arm. ‘Cause he was shaking like a whole bowl of jelly. One with black hair and blue eyes though. Haha!

Mom rang the bell. We heard footsteps, then the door opened. The old lady was smiling. Not in a creepy way this time. She wasn’t cranky nor anything. She had a dark, smooth face with high cheekbones, long grey hair and shining green eyes. She was beautiful.

She was also wearing turquoise earrings, just like us. In the old days, getting your ears pierced was supposed to be a good thing for Navajo babies, boys included. Mom decided we would get lucky, too. So both Jack and I have one turquoise earring. We NEVER wear it at school though. That would be weird.  But enough about earrings!

“Hi, Mrs. Amazia,” Mom said. “I’m Johanna Storm, and these are my sons, Jack and Cody.”

“I’m glad you made it here so quickly,” Amazia answered. “I was waiting for you. Come in.”

While we were following her to the living-room, I noticed another picture of the baby on the wall. He was all smilin’ and playin’ with a random Cookie Monster plush. I looked up at his baby face and realized that he was actually so freaking CUTE!   And then I felt sad.

Maybe he did not exist anymore. Maybe that was the last time he got to play with his plush. Maybe his trusting eyes and happy smile had forever disappeared. Maybe he had never gotten to grow up and tell stupid jokes and eat Cookie Dough like Jack and I do. Blargh. I was going to cry.

“She’s obviously never heard ‘bout air-conditioning,” groaned Jack.

Episode 6

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flècheNeither Cody nor I attempted to strike up a conversation in the car. We were just too scared to even open up our mouth and speak. Mom kept telling us jokes but she was the only one to laugh. Which didn’t seem to bother her.

When we finally entered Amazia’s neighborhood and started searching for her house, it got worse.

I was just paralysed. There it was. A classic, red tile-roofed house with all its shutters closed because of the heat.

“No light in the house,” Cody whispered.

I could tell he was afraid, but for some reason he seemed to enjoy the situation. Such a weirdo. Sometimes I wonder how come he’s my brother.

“I’m coming with you guys,” Mom said.

She got out and opened up our doors. The heat was just too much to bear. The sun was shining joyfully over Mom’s head while she was waiting for her sons to stop acting like chickens.

‘Come on!’

Episode 5

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flècheIt was bad. Like, really bad. We had a mission, great. But those people were dead. For sure.

‘There’s NO WAY I’m going after dead people! I don’t like zombies!’

Jack laughed.

‘No, I mean it. I’m pretty sure the baby is a zombie. I have the picture stuck in my head. And it’s creepy. I want it to go away. Leave me alone, creepy baby!’

‘I actually think he’s cute,’ Jack said. ‘Look at his little face.’

‘Maybe. But still. I don’t like zombies.’

We remained silent for a while. Zombies were super scary. But fun at the same time. You know what I mean? Well if you don’t, it’s okay. I’m used to hearing people say I’m weird.

‘What if we go meet her for real? It could be helpful.’

Why did I say that? No idea. The words had just slipped out of my mouth.

It was too late though. Jack was already thinking about it, and I could tell he was going to…

‘Agreed. We could get more information about what she wants us to do. That way we’ll see if she’s really crazy.’

‘Right. Let me check the address on the Internet.’

Of course it was on the other side of town. Which means something when you’re talking about Phoenix. We had to tell our Mom about the whole thing. She was probably already spying on us from the top of the staircase anyway!

Episode 4

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This was how the letter started. And then it went on and on. I’m going to type what is next so that your eyes, dear readers, can get some rest. After all, I have a reputation. I am supposed to be Jack-such-a-sweet-guy. Whatever.

“I am the grandmother of some of the kids you can see on the photography I sent you. They disappeared twelve years ago. They literally vanished in Downtown Phoenix. On the very day you guys were born.

The police did its best to find them or at least understand what happened. Yet nothing was found, except for the necklace that has been in my family for ages and that I had given my eldest granddaughter. Now this story has been forgotten, and I am getting desperate thinking I will never get to see my grandchildren again.

I am sure your birthdate is a sign. You two are the only ones that can find my grandchildren and get them back. I am thus putting all of my trust in you.

About the necklace now. It belonged to one of my ancestors. He was brave. A great man. So I am giving it to you, in the hope that his spirit  will protect you and give you the strength that you need for your mission.

Feel free to come visit at the address written on the envelope whenever you feel like it. You will be more than welcome.”

A magic necklace and the spirit of her ancestor. Really? I froze. Pretty much like a computer hit by a virus. Cody started walking all around and acting crazy, like always. He can just never get a hold of himself.

‘Oh, you must be kidding me! She wants us to get the kids back all by ourselves?! And of course we’re not going to be turned into mashed potatoes in the process. Because her super-duper-awesome ancestor will protect us!  That’s just the worst freakin’ joke EVER! What the hell are we supposed to do now?!

‘Calm down.’

Episode 3

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flècheA necklace. That crazy dude had sent us a necklace! What a joke. A beaded necklace that was as tired and cranky as a grandpa. With a silver plaque in its center, decorated with broken turquoises.

The turquoises were a good choice though. According to our grandfather’s people, the Navajos, (yeah we’re Red Skins, baby!) it brings good luck. Still, why would you send a necklace to twin brothers?

I took it to get a closer look. Jack searched inside the envelope and pulled out something else. A photo of an old Indian lady in her backyard. She had a creeper smile. And the necklace in her hand. That was just SO weird!

Inside the envelope was another picture with a bunch of people of about our age, plus little kids. The older ones looked like buddies, all smiling and holding each other by the shoulders. A baby seemed to be looking straight into our eyes. Blond hair, blue eyes yet surprisingly colorful skin. A tanned angel. He was clinging on to his teddy bear without a smile. It was like somebody had just told him that he would never get to eat Nutella in his whole life anymore.

Don’t know if that one particular thought scared me, but the baby gave me the chills for sure. I started getting goosebumps.

‘ LETTER!’ screamed Jack.

I rushed towards him.

‘It’s from that old Indian lady.’

Episode 2

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Hello there, it’s Jack! It’s finally my turn to speak, now that His Highness Cody started.flèche

So once Cody got tired of laughing, he helped his burrito-looking brother get out of the hammock. That is, he almost ripped up the entire thing. Then we exchanged a glance and tossed the broken pieces into the garbage can, casting furtive looks around like we were getting rid of a murder victim.

It was dark inside the house. The windows had been covered with white cotton curtains to keep us fresh. (Insert bad joke here). We crossed the living room without seeing anybody. Continue reading →

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EPISODE 1

flècheDust. Everywhere. You sneeze so much that you look like a clown with a red nose.

That’s where Jack and I live. In Phoenix, Arizona. The land of saguaros. You know, those awesome cacti that look like giant hairy guys!

I was painfully trying to read, sitting on the porch. Jack was literally buried deep down in our hammock. Well, I had just settled down when I heard

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