She reset the alarm & glanced around. The

She reset the alarm & glanced around. The back door was now locked, the curtains drawn. She gripped the spatula with both hands & took several deep breaths.

She'd heard rumors of the Killer Pancakes.Tonight when she took out the trash, she thought she spotted something darting behind her bush & smelt warm syrup in the air. A soft thud

followed by two more startled her. Flapjack & that fluzzy Crepe Suzette where at it in the hedgerow. She sighed in relief & returned to the kitchen overlooking a sinister flat pro

m date. Her prom date was real skinny and would make her highschool memories a sort of lame that left one feeling like life had been shorn from their heart.

Years later, on that boathouse pier, looking at that picture she saw herself as the girl who was friends with everybody but nobody was her friend. Made her feel better about launch

-ing grenades at every passing boat she saw from then on. No-one suspected the girl who was friends with everybody, of course. The police never searched her place for weapons, or

stolen goods plundered from the ships she destroyed. Nope. Nobody suspected a thing. She, the town's most beloved citizen, now walked merrily along the boardwalk, saying hello to

All the varmints dressed in blue frocks and who needed help. Mr. Rat received a month's worth of good meals and bit her in the leg. Then he returned to the sewer and feasted.

Mr. Rat and his young bobbed for rotting apple cores and felt truly blessed when they discovered a half-eaten tuna fish sandwich. He sniffed the air. The aroma was quite ripe.

Mr. Rat smiled and told his young to eat as he sniffed out the scent. He found a giant cornucopia of fruits in the abandoned greenhouse. He smiled, knowing all was finally well.