Shelly’s momma said Shelly needed a hobby.
Her momma collected stamps. Her daddy read the newspaper. Her cousin Louie made beads out of clay.
Shelly thought the good hobbies were taken.
It’s hard to collect fingers after you’ve gotten your first one, that’s for sure. The only book that interested her was Gladys’s Hedge Witchin Manual. Her clay projects turned out spiky and dangerous.
Then Shelly learned about ‘sampling.’
Shelly’s clay man—driven by the severed finger and magic learned from the manual—was a great hobby.
It got kittens out of trees and killed the mean kids at school.