Philip took a few steps back and slumped onto the bottom of the bed.
“He’ll go nuts when he finds out,” Emery said softly.
“He’ll drive us nuts when he finds out,” Philip agreed.
“If he still has his trisaphobium . . .” Emery left the sentence unfinished.
“If we still have what he gave us or brings more to give us . . .”
“Friday the thirteenth is the most unluckiest day of the year,” Emery moaned.
“Everybody knows that.”
“And we’ll be spending it with Leon.”
“Oh, Leon,” Philip whispered.
“Oh, Leon,” echoed Emery.
Both boys decided at the same time to fall backward onto the bed. They were positioned just right for their heads to meet as they fell backward.
“Ow!”
The two boys sat up and looked at one another. They knew again that the worst was yet to come.
The End
About the Author
John Paulits is a former teacher in New York City. He has published three other novels about Philip and Emery as well as Hobson’s Planet, an adult science fiction novel.