Tag: moonshine

Two crackers shy of a box

She’s here. Now. No need to check on me. Go home, Miss Helen, moonshine maker.   Miss Helen two crackers shy of a box hair colored orange (she thinks is red) pokes out on the ends like soggy cactus needles unless she’s driving Roadster…

Don’t let the coppers stop us!

The goods are hidden under a canvas in the backseat. I pinch my nose. The smell’s giving me a headache. “Lux,” Frank says as we putter down the road. I remember the advertisement. Lux soap, rich in fragrance. “Every box has a layer of…

Crossing the Mayor then sitting cross-legged

Featured image photo credit   Miss Helen towers over the short mayor but she looks small with worry. His hands are glue-stuck to his hips. “… promised! … You can’t … like wolves … and what about…” His cheeks jiggle and get redder. Miss Helen…

If Only…

Eleven-year-old Emma June just wants to Flee away from the bully and go to the flea circus . But she doesn’t listen to her instincts. And that’s when everything went wrong. “Not over there, Carla. That boy gives me the creeps.” <Emma June> “It’s only Rachael’s brother,…