I, Effing Feline, got left behind!
I was all set to go. I got me some brand new duds: a tie and a top hat, and even a veil for my latest lady friend, too, hoping to score. But did Mr V take me to his nephew’s wedding this weekend?
So I used The Midas Rush by Ed Hoornaert as a scratching post.
Being a truly professional blogger, however, I’m giving you an unscratched snippet. Last week we met Tresky Buffrum, a naive young shepherd who gathered his life savings and trekked to his planet’s big city just two days prior. He is entertaining the most beautiful woman he’s ever met — alone in his hotel room, with a bed big enough for four people, six if they’re related.
“You know,” Tresky said, “I feel I’ve always known you, even though we met just yesterday, and now that we’re …” He hesitated, fearing that if he spoke the word aloud, she would slap him awake from the grandest dream he’d ever had. “Now that we’re, uh … married.”
She said nothing, but at least she didn’t slap him.
“Married,” he repeated, “married! We should start learning about each other — our past, our dreams, our hopes. Do you want to go first?”
“But there isn’t much to tell about me, I’m afraid.”
“Have some more wine, then; it’ll help you speak more freely.”
What has poor Tresky gotten himself into? I hope your wedding night had more warmth than his. What these two need are purring cats on their laps .
All Tresky Buffrum wants is a taste of adventure and freedom before resigning himself to the simple life of a shepherd. What he gets instead is a mysterious wife, determined to remain chaste, who leads him to the Midas Crater, where some of the planet’s intelligent natives have been inexplicably transformed into gold. Can innocent Tresky defeat the interplanetary conspirators who seek to destroy the Midas Crater before its mysteries can liberate humankind?
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