A jazz-age story by Teagan Geneviene.
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
Welcome back to Jazz Age Wednesdays. In celebration of Halloween, I have another new 1920s tale with Pip and company. This time I let search engines guide me to three random things to drive this story ― first Google, then Yahoo, then Bing. I typed in “Halloween,” hit enter, and used the first thing that caught my eye at each. The three things are: candy, fields of fear, and children holding hands.
Pip in the Field of Fear
People’s Home Journal, November 1924
As an autumn breeze whistled through the trees as I left the candy store with a white bag of lemon drops. A young man with a motorized bicycle caught my eye. I couldn’t see his face, but I knew only one person who had a contraption like that ― Hank Hertz. He had a passion for all things electronic, especially…
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