Even for a Monday, Christopher’s day is full of frustration. There was the school bus ride through the mud, followed by a huge argument with his two brothers. He would do anything to escape, just for a little while—a wish that he soon finds granted. A chance encounter with a philosophical cloud sends him to the medieval kingdom of Alucemet, which is in shambles. The king is lost, the queen’s power is dwindling, and the citizens blame their traitorous sons.
Christopher soon realizes he is in the presence of one of the sons, Sir Alexander. Even so, he finds in Alexander not a traitor, but a quiet, kind leader intent on restoring the kingdom to its past glory. Soon, Alexander is ambushed, and Christopher is told Alexander’s evil brother, Nicholas the Blue, is responsible. Luckily, with the Queen’s help, Christopher is able to escape, and he is led to the very door of this other brother.
Once again, however, the common reports are wrong; Christopher finds Nicholas to be nothing more than a pirate who lives for fun. If the princes are not behind the downfall of Alucemet, who is? Battle is on the horizon. A dark army plans to surround and conquer, taking the kingdom for its own. Christopher must lean on his faith in God to strengthen his new friends, save their kingdom, and, hopefully, find his way home!
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| Chapter 1. Oh, Cruel World................................................. | 1 |
| Chapter 2. Far Away Now.................................................... | 18 |
| Chapter 3. The Pitlings.................................................... | 21 |
| Chapter 4. Sir Alexander of Alucemet....................................... | 26 |
| Chapter 5. The Boar's Hoof................................................. | 41 |
| Chapter 6. Autumn Bienville................................................ | 57 |
| Chapter 7. A Pirate's Life................................................. | 82 |
| Chapter 8. The Laughing Lion............................................... | 102 |
| Chapter 9. Ambushed........................................................ | 130 |
| Chapter 10. Prisoner....................................................... | 145 |
| Chapter 11. A City Alucemet................................................ | 185 |
| Chapter 12. A Precipitous Quandary......................................... | 237 |
| Chapter 13. No Gum till I'm Three.......................................... | 256 |
| Chapter 14. A Boy in the Sea............................................... | 265 |
| Chapter 15. The Straits of Abaddon......................................... | 282 |
| Chapter 16. A Fine Mess.................................................... | 296 |
| Chapter 17. A Twisted Quirk of Fate........................................ | 308 |
| Chapter 18. The Cloaked Rider.............................................. | 316 |
| Chapter 19. The Cautious Messenger......................................... | 324 |
| Chapter 20. Digital Severance.............................................. | 337 |
| Chapter 21. The Spilith Shoot.............................................. | 351 |
| Chapter 22. Once a Fool.................................................... | 367 |
| Chapter 23. Ambush in Devil's Pass......................................... | 379 |
| Chapter 24. The Beast...................................................... | 413 |
| Chapter 25. Dogs are People Too............................................ | 419 |
| Chapter 26. We'll Play in Heaven........................................... | 429 |
| Chapter 27. Good Bye....................................................... | 435 |
Oh, Cruel World
He who guards his mouth and his tonguekeeps himself from calamity.Proverbs 21:23
Nothing good can be said about Mondays, Christopherthought. Except for those with a Monday birthday, noone would really complain about its absence. On the otherhand, Tuesday would just become Monday and nothing wouldreally be accomplished anyway. If pressed, he would have to admitthat at least Monday was only one day and not any longer. Besideshe concluded, Monday was the first day of the end of the week.
This Monday had been a particularly foul one for the ten-year-old,blond-haired boy. He had such a wonderful weekend, andnow the beginning of the week weighed upon his grumbling heart.Disneyland on Saturday did not help, nor playing in the castleplayhouse his father finally finished by Sunday. Being jostled awakewith five days until Saturday, fun now gone forever, was more thana youth could take. Unfortunately for our hero, here began a vileday in the life of a boy who had everything, took it for granted,noticed primarily the bad, forgot quickly, and acknowledged littlein the way of joyful matters.
Stepping off the bus in the rain and slipping to his posterior inthe muck, accompanied by jeering laughs, was the first telltale sign.His next memory permanently ruined his fragile psyche forever.What a grinning blue eyed fool he was with his debonair glanceto the smiling girl with the long blond hair, only later to catch ahorrifying glimpse in the mirror of her motivation, the perfectvertical brown crust of mud upon his rump. He may as well havehad a wad of toilet paper tucked into his waist celebrating hisbathroom forays, he decided in elementary school agony.
At that moment he felt the same overwhelming burning feelingas when he realized the meaning of his mom's personalized licenseplate. His urologist father dealt with a subject too embarrassing tofathom! His sense of humor mirrored that shameful profession.Only he would think the personalized license plate, 8-NUTS-N-I,attached to his mother's Suburban which ferried him to all hisactivities, humorous. When he realized that it referred to his familyof four males and one female, he recalled the soccer practices, schoolevents, and drive-thru restaurants with a burning sensation in hishead. Perhaps it was like someone from the Ozarks realizing thata mullet haircut was way not popular in California, or committingsome similar unforgivable social miscue. He prayed daily that noone would guess the meaning as the presence of his mother's carannounced his humiliation to the world. Urologists. Why wouldsomeone be an urologist, he thought for the millionth time! I can'teven stand urine, Chris thought. My Dad always does stuff to bugme, he concluded.
And so the terrible day continued. A spot quiz on last week'sspelling first thing Monday morning continued his disaster. Mrs.Knapp had this way of doing annoying things like this at just thewrong time. As she walked down the aisle on her clunky heels, shesmiled ghoulishly at Chris as if he was carrion, personally delightedwith his discomfort. This proved the boy's theorem: like positivepoles of two magnets, kids and adults have equal and oppositefeelings about everything.
His nose also posed a recurrent problem that day. The big kidhated Chris, and he should have known as much when he smiledso mischievously at him during math drill. Five minutes later herealized his mistake, when the boy said just loud enough to engagethe entire room, "there's a big bugger hanging from your nose dipwad!" However, why did Michael tell him at lunch about Rachel'sbrother eating dog food just as he took that big drink of milk? Anyother time would be just fine, but to laugh with milk in your mouthand then have that milk come out of your nose was not in keepingwith the superior social air he strove for.
At least the day disappeared quickly, Chris thought. However, assoon as he began to feel comfortable with three o'clock approaching,he remembered something that made him shudder, the tortuous busride home.
Delores was a fine, albeit dull bus driver. At the time, he didnot know how fine she was. He even felt some remorse, mercilesslylaughing at the woman who mistook Michael Jordan for theambassador to England.
It was odd then the way that Delores disappeared from the busroute. One day she was there smiling and dull; the next day she wasjust gone. It was as if she met with some foul play. Knowing whathe now knew of her replacement, Chris was certain of it. That firstday when Hurley appeared he thought it was a bad joke. It was notthat he was ugly, fat, and filthy; those things the boy could...
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