Part Seven: Clawing Hands & Gnashing Teeth
Rosa and Calvin were outnumbered, several thousand to two. For every garden gnomes they were able to destroy or hurl across the room, six more took its place. The gnomes …
Part Six: Shut Up and Kill Something
The higher the carnivorous gnomes climbed upon one another, their snapped ceramic fingers scratching for the counter, the farther back Rosa and Calvin scrunched, until they were wedging themselves uncomfortably …
Part Five: Rosa Loses a Shoe
The couple scooted away from the approaching gnomes, a couple inches, until their backs were pressed up against the turned-over hutch. With a look and a nod, they shoved the …
Part Four: Rapacious Anthropomorphs
Hunkered down in their furniture fort – and with only minor burns from Calvin’s ill-fated toaster fork-launcher attempt – Rosa and Calvin paused from swatting at the pint-size predators invading …
Part Two: Why Are They All… Broken?
“What in the heck…?” Calvin muttered, staring through the glass storm door at the scene beyond. “What is it?” asked Rosa. “It’s… gnomes.” “OK, Mr. Funny Guy,” she replied, rolling …