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    Wickless
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    Wickless

    By L.R. Cangers

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    Dorothy Gale's great grand daughter, Dee Dee, is a typical fourteen year old entering into her freshmen year of high school in the small state of Kansas. She lives with her parents and grandma; she's modest, polite, and even helps around on the farm. Her biggest dream in life is to marry, have a family and become a loving wife and mother. But her dream becomes shattered when she begins crushing on a popular female athlete and things become even more twisted when she ends up in the Land of Oz, where she befriends a witch her age with green skin and who's intent on taking back a kingdom her great grandmother lost decades ago.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherL.R. Cangers
    Release dateAug 10, 2019
    ISBN9781393266242
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    L.R. Cangers

    Is a woman who just loves to write; to her what's important is telling a story!

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      Wickless - L.R. Cangers

      Wickless

      L.R. Cangers

      Published by L.R. Cangers, 2019.

      This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

      WICKLESS

      First edition. August 10, 2019.

      Copyright © 2019 L.R. Cangers.

      Written by L.R. Cangers.

      Table of Contents

      Title Page

      Copyright Page

      Dedication

      Wickless

      About the Author

      Dedicated to me on account I've been aiming to do this since I was twelve.

      CHAPTER ONE

      School was to be starting in two more days. It was Friday, hot, and Dorothy the Fourth, Dee Dee, was spending her last two days of freedom lying on her bed reading an issue of Family. Family was a local Kansas magazine that focused on mothers, fathers, raising kids, and financial advice so families could have the best life experience. It was Dee Dee's favorite magazine, and it specifically became her favorite family magazine when the latest issue had a same-sex couple on the front cover.

      Dee Dee smiled to herself as she thought about what took place earlier that morning. She was eating breakfast and checking to make sure she had all her school supplies when the mailman had come. Of course as she always did, she ran out to greet Albert, the mail man. As usual, he said hi back and handed her the mail. Rarely did he have time to talk because of his busy schedule. It also didn't help Dee Dee and her family lived about four miles away from town. Nothing but dry Kansas road, endless, endless road.

      She laughed internally and flipped to the front cover of the magazine. Her legs were crossed up and swinging in the air and her room was tidy, calm, with hardly any posters. One thing she did have was shelves and shelves of books.

      The two women on the front cover of the magazine were both smiling toward the camera. They had three kids, two girls and a baby boy. They were aging because the oldest woman had white hair where the younger one was still blonde. The kids were cheeky and rosy, also with blonde hair and Dee Dee assumed they came from the woman with the blonde hair. Dee Dee already read the article about them and it was pretty much about the two women giving advice on raising a son, and having positive male role models-

      A knock came upon the bedroom's door and Dee Dee looked up. She looked over at her cell phone on the bed. That afternoon she had spoken to some of her friends about the upcoming school days, but she didn't expect anyone over.

      Yes? She answered.

      Her mom poked her head into her room. Her mother was Dorothy the Third while of course, the grandmother was the second Dorothy, and Dee Dee was the fourth. The math behind it all was kind of confusing. All Dee Dee really understood was that her great grandmother was fourteen or fifteen in 1936. Either way, Dee Dee flung her legs over from the bed and stood up. Her mom probably wanted her to help out with the chickens. Although Dee Dee already got their eggs, some of the hens continued to lay far into the afternoon.

      No, no, it's alright, honey. Her mother told her. Just wanted to let you know you should be listening out for the weather reports. It's gonna be raining hard these weeks, probably until September.

      Hurricane season? Dee Dee asked.

      Yep, you know it. Dorothy the Third looked over her shoulder and lowered her voice into a whisper. Your grandmother is having a fit. Talking nonsense.

      Dee Dee laughed. Her grandmother was a hoot. A lively woman even in her golden years. She was able to function just like anyone else who was younger. It was sort of impressive. She wouldn't say her age though. Dee Dee used to ask when she was younger but her grandmother never would answer. Maybe it had something to do with that, 'a woman never tells her age' saying.

      Give grandma a break, ma. You know how she gets when the seasons change. You know, Dee Dee started. I wondered if something happened, like, when she was younger or something to make her so...crazy when the weather gets bad like this. Dee Dee kept her eyes on her mother, but she didn't say anything. In fact, she avoided making eye contact with Dee Dee. Secrets, secrets. Dee Dee shook her head and picked up her magazine to continue reading it. She heard the door slightly close.

      She continued to engulf herself in her magazine even when a few hours past, she was still flipping the pages of the thirty page book. It was a habit she did. When she got a new issue, she usually read it over again, about three to five times. If it was a really good issue then six or even ten times. She was weird about that...but it was who she was.

      A tree branch slammed against the window of her room on the second floor of the small house. She got up and looked outside. When did it get so dark all of sudden? On her bed, her cell phone read it was only about six o'clock. Considering it was August and time hadn't changed yet, it was strange. Dee Dee stepped forward and used her strength, the little she had due to her petite body, to open the window. The wind flushed into her room, blowing everything around. Her magazine flew off the bed. The pencils and pens she had in a cup on her desk, flew over and rolled onto the floor. The curtains that hung above the window blew frantically.

      Holy shi-! She moved her arms around and finally was able to find the window, and close it. The wind was so strong, it brought dust and debris into her room and it made it difficult to see. She did her best to wiggle her eyelid to get whatever was stuck in her eye out, an old trick an old P.E. coach taught her.

      Dee Dee! She heard her grandma yelled from down the stairs.

      Dee Dee ran out of her room, nearly tripping over some of her Family magazines. She screamed to herself, and clawed her fingers. Her hands quickly hugged the magazines as Dee Dee did her best to save them after her foot nearly killed them.

      Dee Dee!

      Dee Dee turned back in the direction of the scream and hurriedly placed her darlings on her bed. She ran down the stairs, this time taking the extra precaution by holding onto the rail. Before she stepped onto the first floor, she bumped into her grandma. She stepped back and her mouth slowly gaped open. Her grandmother was wearing a pot on her head for a helmet and had a random samurai sword in her hand.

      Grandma! Dee Dee squealed. What are you doing with that? She held her hands up to let her grandmother know she had bare hands.

      We have to prepare ourselves, Dee Dee.

      Uh... Dee Dee said stepping back onto the first step leading back to her room. It would seem Grandma was having another episode. Dee Dee cursed the weather and took a sigh. Grandma, put the sword down. There's nothing here but you, me, fa' and ma'. Nothing's gonna come from the hurricane.

      MA! Dee Dee saw her mother exiting from the kitchen, her baby blue apron still wrapped around her waist. Her eyes were bugging out from her sockets as she waved at her mother to put the sword down. Ma! Put it down for Christ's sake. What are you thinking?

      Uh, Dee Dee responded to her mother's question. She placed her arms down and walked into the living room. That was an eye sore because sitting on the fireplace was the black stuff Todo. She said it before when her grandmother first moved in with them and she'll say it again-the dead, stuffed dog on the fireplace was creepy.

      Dee Dee's mother and grandmother argued it out, and sadly the pot her grandmother used as a helmet had to come off. It was time for Dee Dee to go outside anyway and spend some time with her father. Things were always a bit more...sporadic when she was with her mother and grandmother.

      She opened the front door and stepped out onto the porch. The sky was still dark and the wind was still as powerful as an angry God who just found his wife in bed with another man. Seeing the conditions, Dee Dee thought twice about going outside but it alarmed her that her father was still out there. It became even more weird when she saw a girl about her age riding a bike down the road. Upon seeing the young girl, Dee Dee stepped further out onto the porch. It was then she was able to get a look at her father who was coming around back. He had a water hose wrapped around his arm. He was okay so Dee Dee focused back on the girl riding her way.

      The girl was a bit tan, a skin tone that was sort of olive. Her hair was dark with slight, soft waves. It was beautiful and Dee Dee had the strangest urge to touch her hair, to see if it was as soft as it appeared.

      The girl pulled out a letter from her bag that rested on the bar's of her bike. She walked over to Dee Dee and handed her the folded letter. There was no point in hesitating so she opened it. Her eyes darted from side to side, but her smile from seeing the girl turned into a frown within seconds. Angrily, she looked back up only to see the messenger leaping back onto her bike.

      Are you serious? She yelled at the girl. "How the hell am I supposed to get to school if

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