something about the way his hair flops over one eye.”
“Noo. He can’t hold a candle to Brock.”
“Each to their own. The older guy is hot too. He’s like the ultimate silver fox. If I was twenty years older I’d be all over him!” Madison cackled with laughter, loving her sister’s comic uncouthness.
The three guys had been watching the parade, smiling and laughing as the kids went past. But, perhaps drawn by the intensity of the women’s attention, Brock suddenly turned his head and looked right at them. Madison watched as he broke into a grin and waved. She waved back, her heart pounding and adrenaline fizzing in her stomach. She felt like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car, hypnotized by the sight of him and unable to tear her eyes away.
The other guys also gave friendly waves.
“Look at you,” Karen said, looking at Madison sideways. “I think you lurrrve him! I think you want to be with him!”
“Stop it, Karen!” Madison hissed, but she couldn’t wipe the grin off her face. She was maybe 50 feet away from him, but she felt like his hazel eyes were boring into hers and his smile was dazzling.
“You want that bear, just admit it!” Karen continued.
“I think I do,” Madison said, and as she spoke the words, she felt another jolt of excitement, running all the way through her body, from her brain to her clit. What would it be like to be kissed by him? To be held in those strong arms?
“I bet he’s a real good kisser,” Karen said, picking up on her thoughts.
“You’re talking about his friend, right?”
“Uh huh.” Karen was gazing at the other young guy, her mouth hanging open.
“You could be a little more subtle, sis.”
“Oops.” Karen shook herself. “I was getting a bit carried away. Those three are the first actually hot guys I’ve seen in a long, long time. I mean, the guys we’ve just been pointing out are kinda hot, but these are on a different level. Like you expect to see them on the cover of a muscle magazine or something.” Madison giggled.
“Do you think they’re buff?”
“Hell yeah. They lug Christmas trees around all day. Did you see how easily your guy carried that tree on his shoulder? And they’re bears, so they must spend a lot of time running around in the woods.”
“So crazy to think they turn into bears.”
“Isn’t it,” Karen said with a shiver.
“Does it happen suddenly, or is it a gradual process?”
“I think it’s fast. But do you remember that kid at high school – Benny Dawson – I was going to the bike sheds to smoke, and I saw him in there, trying to shift. It was weird – all claws and fur. I think it’s hard when it first starts to happen, but it gets smoother after that.”
The procession was coming to an end, and the final kids trotted along, dressed as Disney characters, with two tambourine players bringing up the back. Everyone clapped and cheered again, and people stepped out from the sides of the road and began to gather in the middle. Karen looked at her phone.
“Still nothing from Sophia, and there’s still no signal.” She called anyway, but it didn’t connect. “Should we be worried?” Madison said.
“In most towns, yes, but in Misty Hollow, no. No kid has ever gone missing here. She’ll be somewhere in the parade, hanging with her BFFs.”
“Okay, good. Shall we go wander in the throng?”
“You’re hoping to bump into those bears, aren’t you?”
“Maybe,” Madison replied with a smirk.
As they stepped into the road, some of Karen’s friends joined them, and they were soon caught up in a lively conversation.
While they were speaking, a small arm wrapped itself around Madison’s waist and she looked down to see Abbey, still dressed in only her ghost costume.
“Hey, sweetheart! You were amazing!” she said, grabbing Abbey’s coat from Karen at the same time and wrapping it around Abbey’s small frame.
“I was?” Abbey demanded, her cheeks rosy with exertion and
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