“Red green yellow blue, Indy. We better retreat back to whence we came. This goes beyond square into cube!”
“No saving her,” his daughter agreed, and changed back into Indigo. Mission aborted.
Returning to their Rubi trailer, Angus (Sid) and Indigo broke the sad news to Ragdoll, who then secretly smiled a little inside while thinking back to their heated confrontation in front of Max, etc. But Martha Lamb’s story within our new Collagesity novel is perhaps not done.
“Yellow. Yellow yellow yellow. I’ll say it til I die.”
“That – can – be – arranged.”
Alright, maybe it is now.
They were about to enter Gringotts, the famed goblin bank at the opposite end of Diagonal Alley where Harry Potter briefly kept the Philosopher’s Stone (among other adventures), when loitering Business Man, wannabe Wizard of Wall Street, indicated back in the direction they had come, and that they’d missed something.
“Oh no, daddy. You don’t think she’s strayed into Horizontal Lane by chance?”
Business Man taps his index finger several times against the tip of his nose.
“Oh *no* daddy.”
“Hi Mistress Martha! Master Jim!”
Okay, just *be* that way.
“Waitress, some fresh wine over here please.”
It’s like Sid has completely forgotten who I am, Martha Lamb ruminated. Might as well fall off the face of the Earth.
“Finished with your salad sir?”
Wait, she thought twistedly, eyeing cheese colored Golden Jim across two tables. I already did.
Well, Indy. Our Corsican contact was correct. Looks like Harry Potter’s Diagon Alley changes over to *Diagonal* Alley beyond this point. She’s in there all right.”
“Better change over now before going through the wall. Muggle,” Sid added playfully, making his older daughter giggle.
“I *had* a girl, Missus Lemon,” proclaims the drunken Fisher, leaning against the bar counter. “And I let her go.” He takes another gulp of his golden beer and then looks down. “Yellow,” he explained. Natsu Lemon made a face and moved away. “No, no, no. *Cartoon* yellow.”
Note to self, he thought, watching her back from afar: Stop calling Lisa the Vegetarian by her true color ’round these parts, *orange* boy.
Natali Woodhull decided it was time to reveal herself.