Laurels Literary Magazine Spring 2014 | Page 75

“Well now, as I’ve said before, you really must spend time with me. I enjoy the company of all beings, especially the living. My company is never as interesting as the living. Unfortunately, all my friends do is wallow in their agonizing pain. It can be quite disgusting.” “Enough. What must I do to get the necklace?” “Ah yes, the chain necklace. I have to be honest with you, brother. The necklace means a great deal to me and their isn’t much I’d be willing to trade for it. You’ll just have to help me to help yourself.” “I’m listening.” “Even though this necklace brings me great solace, you possess something that would give me more.” “Oh really, what might that be, Harry?” “I’m referring to your soul, Obadiah. I can feel how pure your life force is. It triumphantly graces you with power that I can only envy.” “Why would you want my soul if you have millions down here with you?” “Oh make no mistake, they are a pleasure to have. Although, a soul from a living being with a pure heart, is a billion times more desirable than all the souls down here with me. Let’s make a deal, brother. In exchange for your soul, I’ll happily allow you to take the necklace and deliver it to daddy dearest. How does that sound?” “I think the trade is fair, but I never was much for straight trades. Why don’t we make things a little interesting, Harry?” “What did you have in mind, Obadiah?” Obadiah picked up two wooden cups that sat on Harry’s table. “Do you have any dice, Harry?” “Absolutely.” A grin slithered across Harry’s face. He snapped his fingers and five dice appeared in the palms of both of his hands. “Deception dice is an excellent choice, Obadiah.” “I thought you might enjoy it. This game is quite simple and perfect for this situation. There will be no cheating. Whomever wins two of the three games will claim stakes.” “Fair enough, Obadiah. Let’s not stand on ceremony.” Old Harry handed Obadiah five of the dice. Both, Obadiah a