Drummer Boy: A Supernatural Thriller - Plot & Excerpts
Daddy was drunk again, and Mom had strapped on the battle ax and gone in like the female version of “Braveheart,” and Bobby expected blood to flow as freely as it did in any Mel Gibson-directed epic. Bobby thought about sticking his head under the pillow or clamping on the headphones and turning up the stereo to Def Plus. But, like the sound of a cruise ship’s bow scraping along the brutal edge of an iceberg or a car’s braked wheels squealing before impact, the Eldreth warm-up act sparked that same compelling electricity. You could cash out your ticket for a ringside seat, but the show went on just the same. Bobby pushed away the comic books piled on his desk. As creepy and weird as Neil Gaiman’s Sandman was, it couldn’t compete with the Elmer and Vernell Variety Hour, and the opening act had something to do with a pack of matches Mom had found in Daddy’s jacket pocket. Which was even funnier because Daddy didn’t smoke. “Dolly’s Dollhouse,”
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