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A Peculiar Party ~ Part Six March 27, 2013

Posted by nrhatch in Fiction, Magick & Mystery, Word Play.
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Wikipedia ~ The Magician (Tarot Card), in Public Domain

It was starting to make sense . . . in a nonsensical way.  Pieces fitting into a puzzle and locking in place.  Of course, the specific facts seemed closer to a fantastic dream, where anything is possible, than to daily life with its more predictable cadence.

A few things still didn’t fit.

For one, Teddy had touched the dolphin.  And the dolphin hadn’t rushed to sign up for Zumba lessons.

“What about the dolphin, Freddie?  Teddy touched Flipper and he didn’t fly away to Never-Never-Land.”

“No.  But as you no doubt noticed, the dolphin IS magical . . . everything in the fountain IS magical.  It not only provides us with a perfectly balanced diet, it offers up anything else we need.”

“Rather like Mary Poppins and her bottomless carpet bag.”

“Yes.  But Betty, Teddy, and I are not Mary Poppins . . . or Harry Potter.  We haven’t mastered the art of this sorcery.  That’s why we called you.”

I grinned.  “Nancy McGee to the rescue!”

I continued, “Once I’ve figured out where to stick a few more pieces, I’ll do what I can to excise the spell, even if we need a full blown exorcist.  Once we get rid of the spell that’s taken hold . . .”

I looked up and noticed Freddie’s discomfiture.  “What’s wrong?”

“I’m not sure we want to excise the spell.   Some of the side effects are rather lovely.  If we just knew what we were doing.”

“I see.  You might prefer to master the magic.”

“You don’t approve.”

“It’s not for me to approve or disapprove.  It’s your life.  Your choice.”

“But you think we’re playing with matches?”

“Perhaps.  Let’s see what we are working with before you end up burning down the house.”

“Or burning our bridges.”

“Just so.  I have a few more questions.  Have you gone anywhere or had anyone over to the house?”

“No.  We haven’t seen anyone.  As soon as we realized the extent of this spell, we canceled the mail, the newspaper, and stopped answering the phone.”

“So your friends think you’re on vacation?”

“Yes.”

“Wait!  The phone still works?”

“Oddly enough, yes.  Things with currents running through them are either impervious or less affected by the spell than less animate objects.”

Wikipedia ~ Lightning Strike (in Public Domain)

“So . . . tables more than phones.  And chairs more than, say, computers?”

“Exactly.”

“The computer still works?”

“It does.”

“Excellent, we may need it.”

I thought for a minute.  “Wait!  None of you touched me but I felt peculiar within moments of arriving.  As soon as you came out to greet me, my circuits started firing in unpredictable sequences.  Why?”

“This magic, like lightning, seems to be conducted via moisture.”

“But I wasn’t on soggy ground.  And I’m wearing flip flops.”

“True.  But the humidity in Florida is so high that . . .”

“. . . the air acts as a conductor.”

“Yes.  A mild one.”

“That’s why when it was just you standing near me, I didn’t notice it as much as when Teddy and Betty joined us.  At that point, my head started spinning.”

Freddie nodded.

“Why do I feel more like myself now?”

“Two reasons.  There’s just one of us here.  Teddy, Betty and I decided it would make sense to have just one spokesperson.  Me.”

“Okay.  Second?”

Dolphins-Under-the-Surface“You’re sitting on a dolphin.  Flipper is an insulator.”

“An insulator?”

“The quantum physics is beyond me, but as long as you’re seated on the dolphin you’re safe.”

I patted Flipper’s head, feeling grateful, indeed.

To be continued . . .

If you missed any installments, the entire story can be found at the Short Stories tab . . . or just click HERE!

Comments»

1. suzicate - March 27, 2013

Intriguing…and the mystery continues. Aren’t you thankful for good old Flipper?

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

It’s great having someone or something around to keep us “grounded.” 😀

2. Grannymar - March 27, 2013

There are times when I could do with a Flipper seat.

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

Perhaps one with a built in jet pack . . . so we could sail through the air like Harry Potter. Whee!

Grannymar - March 27, 2013

That sounds like a wonderful idea.

3. SidevieW - March 27, 2013

Flipper sounds like the only sane one 😉

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

The line between sanity and insanity is fine. 😉

SidevieW - March 27, 2013

and NEVER straight!

4. Three Well Beings - March 27, 2013

I’d like my own magical dolphin, please! I like the question of whether to excise the spell or master the magic! What an interesting intersection. Which way will you go? 🙂

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

I loved having that fork pop into the story. While writing, I let the story unfold on its own, one pebble at a time, without attempting to drive past the headlights or steer it myself. McGee’s assumption seemed “logical,” but when “we” checked with Freddie, he dropped the other shoe. *KERPLUNK*

I now sense where, how, and when this tale shall end -> my lips are sealed. :mrgreen:

5. kateshrewsday - March 27, 2013

Flipper has a lovely smile.

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

I’ve always loved dolphins and porpoises . . . their charm resides in those perceived smiles.

6. diannegray - March 27, 2013

I need a flipper to keep me grounded at the moment, Nancy. I’m loving this story 😀

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

You have plenty on your plate between now and June 16th, that’s for certain. Make sure you remember to take breaks and breathe. The RUC will get done when it gets done.

7. sufilight - March 27, 2013

Never thought that Flipper would be an insulator, but such is the stuff of mysteries as they unfold… 😀

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

When he first popped out of the fountain, I had no idea either, Marie. Writing without an outline is like going on a mystery ride without a map in hand ~ you never know what’s going to show up around the next bend in the road.

8. ericjbaker - March 27, 2013

This thing is turning into quite the epic tale (tail?)

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

We’re more than halfway home . . . I think. 😀

9. Perfecting Motherhood - March 27, 2013

I knew that dolphin was going to make another apparition!

nrhatch - March 27, 2013

He’s B~A~C~K! 😀

10. Pix Under the Oaks - March 28, 2013

I have always thought that humidity was a problem in Florida.. 😀

nrhatch - March 28, 2013

It did get me thinking . . . what if that persistent lethargy we feel when the humidity climbs results from someone casting a spell that travels through the air and snags us all? 😯

11. dearrosie - March 29, 2013

“The quantum physics is beyond me, but as long as you’re seated on the dolphin you’re safe.”
That’s why I always feel safe when I see dolphins jumping about in the ocean.

nrhatch - March 29, 2013

One day, we followed a “magic dolphin” from our house on the Chesapeake Bay to a neighbor’s property. When we got there (first time ever in that yard) we discovered a bird caught in a crab trap. If the dolphin hadn’t gotten our attention, the bird would have died.

We released the bird and never saw the dolphin again. 😀

dearrosie - March 30, 2013

wow!

nrhatch - March 30, 2013

In the 8 years we lived there, it is the ONLY dolphin we ever saw . . . and I know it was there just to get our attention.

One of those “little” miracles! 😀

12. nrhatch - March 30, 2013

Several readers requested that I post A Peculiar Party Under The Palms as a single page.

Just click HERE and you’ll be whisked through cyber space to join the party. Wheeee . . .


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