Genesis Science Fiction Magazine Issue #6 Electronic Edition | Page 3

FEATURED STORY Dante’s Red Skirt by Moshe Prigan Mrs. Agnes Kobovsky was so ugly that even if she met Hieronymus Bosch, and offered him money to add her to his triptych The Garden of Earthly Delights, which is full of malformed people, he wouldn’t even dare to think about it since he would simply puke out his guts. She was the Head of the Ethics Commission in Buzzport Municipality. She had her own office, lone in the last storey of the building. She was in charge of the moral behavior of about two thousands municipal workers. Last year she said to thirty three of them, “You’re fired!” That’s what happened to Don Burrows who worked as a librarian in the Municipal Library. He showed a book with nude paintings to a nun. He was summoned to Mrs. Agnes Kobovsky’s office. When she shot at him through her disfigured lips, “You’re fired!” he - only God knows why - imagined her pole-dancing in red bikini top and tight yellow denim shorts revealing veined white feet. He rushed out of her office and puked his brains out. His friend, John Mackilrin, who was a municipal catering delivery driver to the town’s schools, told an obscene joke to the seventeen-yearold daughter of St. John Secondary School’s Headmaster; he was fired for sexual harassment. He later told Don that her shirt was unbuttoned. “What shirt, the girl’s?” “Kobovsky’s.” Don said to John that he should be put in a nut house. They burst into laughter. A year later Mrs. Agnes Kobovsky got hit by a car and was forced to quit her job. *** The Buzzport Municipality, as each year, organized a mass picnic and a glamorous festival for one hundred and thirty retirees at Billock Park, located at the outskirts of the town. Don and John, though disgracefully ousted, managed to charm the young lady in the Public Events Planning Office and get invitation cards too. They wouldn’t let such a happening be missed. They were told to bring booze. Don liked French wine, and John couldn’t do without his Irish Stout beer. Their invitation cards were lettered with a big yellow B, meaning they belong to Group B. Bill Cameroun, once a baker in Deep Lake Hotel at east of Buzzport, received his invitation marked with a yellow B too. He was supposed to bring cakes. He loved the Swiss Black Forest cake. Dona Mitchell, a young widow and former teacher at the Gilmore Elementary school, received her B-marked invitation. Mrs. Agnes Kobovsky felt well enough to go for this event. She received an invitation too. “It’s time to get out and have some fun,” she said to her bony husband. “My soul needed to be warmed up, and the event has come out at the right time.” She was supposed to bring some music for the event to lift the mood of her friends at the bonfire. *** They arrived at about six pm to