Wednesday, June 17, 2009

The Plans of Men


Harold frowned, tracing his finger along the proposed line of the new road. “This passes through three houses on Paget Road,” he said. “Including Mrs. Walker’s.”

Jasfoup got up and gave the plans a brief glance. “Compulsory Purchase,” he said, “The golden ticket of every town planner.”

“But she’s lived there since before I was born,” said Harold. “She’ll be heartbroken.”

“All the more reason for you to approve the plans,” said the demon. “You’re the heir-presumptive to Hell, after all, Might as well get some practice being evil in.”

“But if we tighten this bend by another three degrees,” Harold said, “We can jut clip twenty feet of the garden of this one house on the other side.”

Jasfoup took a sharp intake of breath. “You can’t,” he said. “It belongs to Howard Peabright, the Chair of the council.”

6 comments:

aims said...

Oh yes you can Harold! Do it!

Jasfoup!!!! tsk tsk

Leatherdykeuk said...

*Laughs*

martha said...

Go for it Harold! Now Jasfoup is trying to corrupt you.

Leatherdykeuk said...

But the councilman will begin a vendetta against him!

stephanie said...

Oh, go for it! I dare Harold to do it!

Leatherdykeuk said...

That would be bad!