Traveling through time seems like a dream come true. You can find out what your future is or you can fix the past to keep from making a fool of yourself with that guy you had a crush on back in high school.
Well… there are rules to time travel, just like there are rules for everything. The past can’t be changed and peeking at the future could make changes that will impact your past. In The Curse of Grungy Gulley a Bewitcher is so bent on destroying the world that he ignores the warnings he’s going too far. Will he win, or will three teens stop Random A. Ransom?
Faced with the loss of his immortality, Bewitcher Random A. Ransom has to defeat Mary Barron’s young assistants: Tuck Barrons, Earl Lee Farley, and Sue Anne Edwards. Confidant he can beat three kids, Random has no idea that the Johnson triplets have invaded the ranks of his brethren. These brothers have pledged their souls to Archangel Michael to rid the world of evil. What the Bewitcher thought would be easy isn’t so easy after all.
Random A. Ransom strolled out of the mine. A smile seemed to crack his craggy face. Thunder rumbled in the background, yet no clouds marred the beauty of the deep blue sky. He glanced around at the area outside his entrance into the netherworld and snorted.
“So ugly. I can’t wait until this awful beauty is gone forever.” He laughed, a choking, guttural sound. “Time to get to work.”
High up in the Rocky Mountains, a day’s buggy ride from the city of Denver in 1861, a small town nestled among oak, aspen, and sycamore trees. Two mines sat above the single street, providing the residents with a more than comfortable living. Birds sang in the spring air. Trout leaped in a lake just west of the town. Deer and elk grazed within sight of the residents. All was good for those who chose to live here, away from the dirt, crowds, and crime of the city most had lived in before moving here. They felt they were safe.