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The Doldrums
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ââFloating in a sea of leaves and moss,ââ said Archer. âDeep in a jungle beneath the moonlight. Thatâs what we should do. That would be wonderful.â
Oliver shook his head and the crumbs from his fingers. âWonderful,â he mumbled, jumping down from the counter and leaving the kitchen. Archer followed with a pastry in one hand and the journal still opened in the other.
⦠it was a strange plant. I shouldnât have eaten it. Rachel was right about that. Looked like it might taste good. I was wrong about that⦠.
Oliver and Archer stepped into the garden.
âWell,â said Oliver. âThereâs your sea of leaves and moss.â
Archer lowered the journal.
The Glubsâ garden was something of a neighborhood scandal. The stone walkway was a slimy green and the walls were caked with ivy. An apple tree that bore no apples was in desperate need of trimming and the grass, if you could call it grass, was at least knee high. The difficult part in weeding such a garden was trying to decide what was a weed and what wasnât because it all looked the same.
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