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Book Description
Mad Moral is the world of Ford Fischer, where in murderous stuffed
animals, demonic possessions, gigantic creepy crawlers, knife wielding slashers
and much more madness are common place. Fischer, coupled with a romantically
conflicted exorcist and a dreamer who redefines night terrors, leads us through
a twisted world that can be best defined as one of a kind.
The 80, 000 word,
urban fantasy novel is only the beginning of the Mad series.
Mad Moral Excerpt
Chapter 4 - Comedian: Ford made his way down a narrow hallway
decorated with plaques awarded to the community center, turning into the second
door on the left. Inside waited familiar faces, a few socializing, few
occupying themselves with their cell phones, and a pair at the snack table.
Ford
approached the low-cut, dark haired girl at the table. “Hello Lu.”
The narrowed
eyed Lu faced him. “Luke brought his famous pizza bites.”
Ford scanned
the room again. “Shit, which one is Luke again?”
Lu laughed.
“He’s the youngest slasher here.” She nodded toward a corner. “That’s him.”
Ford met eyes
one the young, dark haired slasher and smiled at him.
Luke
nervously returned the gesture and looked away.
“I wish I had
his smarts to attend these meetings when I was his age,” Ford said.
“Me too,” She
stuffed her mouth with more food “But we‘re here now.”
Ford browsed
the room for the group’s leader. “Where’s Miriam?”
Lu shrugged.
“She’s not here.” She stuffed a few mini-candy bars into her jeans pockets.
“How long has
everybody been waiting?”
“Half an
hour.” Lu glanced at a wall clock near the entry door. “A few left. I’m about
to leave myself.”
“It’s not
like Miriam to miss a meeting.”
“Maybe she’s
tired of the bullshit,” Lu scanned the crowd. “We all come here, sit around and
lie about how we haven’t slashed in years or how we fight our will to harm
others. This is all an act. I slashed a young couple three weeks ago. Be honest
Ford, you’re only here to rid yourself of the guilt. Who did you slash?”
“Nobody,” He
quickly answered, hoping to create false surety.
“You’re
lying, but it’s common in this room.”
“If this
place is such a waste, why are you here?”
“The free
food and the cute guy,” She softly nudged him. “I’m talking about you.”
“Thanks for
the compliment.”
“But now it’s
mainly the food since we’ve already done the dirty.”
Ford tasted
one of the pizza bites and spit it out. “It tastes like beef jerky.”
Lu ate a few
more. “I fucking love beef jerky.”
“How about we
go check on Miriam? She would do the same.”
“Because
she’s a lonely old woman.”
“Yes, but she
lives close by anyways,” Ford dug his keys from his pocket. “I’ll drive.”
“I suppose
it’ll be more entertaining than sitting home alone petting my kitty.”
“I thought
you were allergic to cats?”
She winked.
“I am, now let’s go.”
As he
followed her, he realized what ‘kitty’ she was referring to. He played with it
once, nearly a year ago. Since that moment, they remained distant friends. It
was odd dating somebody who possibly had the urge to stab you in your sleep. He
loaded her pink and silver bicycle into his back sea and they drove to
Miriam’s house.
The woman
lived in a small trailer park that was a short drive from the downtown area.
Many nights Ford skipped meetings only to receive a phone call from Miriam
questioning his whereabouts. She was a kind woman even though it was rumored
she slaughtered an entire sorority house back in the seventies. They arrived at
the woman’s trailer, the front yard decorated with gnomes dressed as
businessmen and women. The streetlights weren’t operational, the neighborhood
nearly ghost town like.
Ford and Lu
exited the car and headed up to her front door. He raised his clenched fist to
knock only for Lu to notice the trailer door was half-ajar. It creaked as she
pushed it open, Ford stepping in first. The front yard theme continued inside.
No matter where they looked, a gnome was visible. There were photos, miniature
figures, dishware, and plush gnomes on her couch. Ford resisted greeting them,
not accustomed to silent stuffed animals.
Lu passed the
kitchen area and headed to the bedroom door knocking. “Miriam, you here?”
Ford stood close
behind Lu. “You missed the meeting, Miriam. Are you okay?”
Lu grabbed
the door handle, sliding it sideways into the wall. Miriam’s body lay sprawled
out on her bloodstained mattress, multiple stab wounds in the woman’s chest.
The average person would have reacted wildly to the scene in the bedroom. Her
withering face was pale, her light blue eyes opened. Ford and Lu found
themselves admiring the murder scene first, mourning the loss of their group
leader second.
Lu shut the
door. “The slasher has been slashed.”
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