Hillwood PD BlueTHE ARNOLD AND HELGA CHRONICLES XXX: HILLWOOD PD BLUEBy Jake CollinsTwenty minutes after boarding the bus, Arnold and Helga were standing at the front of the Central Precinct of the Hillwood Police Department, staring up at the towering skyscraper in awe. Its very big, isnt it? Helga remarked. Well, they run the whole police department from there, dont they? Arnold reasoned. Just imagine the turmoil our city would be in if it wasnt for the work that goes on inside this very building. Yeah, I suppose, Helga sighed. You know, Arnold, Im feeling a bit nervous now. Theres no need for that, Arnold said reassuringly. Its not like youre here because youve committed a crime, is it? I guess not. Well, I suppose Id better get on with it. Are you going to wait for me, Arnold?
Tutoring ThomasTHE ARNOLD AND HELGA CHRONICLES XXIX: TUTORING THOMASBy Jake CollinsIt was a hot, sticky afternoon in July, and Arnold and Helga were lying in the shade of a large tree in the local park. Its nice just lying here doing nothing, isnt it? Helga smiled contentedly. Well, its too hot to do anything else, remarked Arnold. Its even too hot to break open a fire hydrant or turn over an ice-cream truck. Those are very childish things to do, Helga yawned. We have much more important things to worry about now, Arnold. For example, youll never guess where Im going tomorrow. Wont I? Arnold replied offhandedly. Oh, okay then. You have to try and guess, Helga laughed, reaching out and punching him on the arm. I dont know, Arnold giggled. I hope its somewhere cool
Thicker Than WaterTHE ARNOLD AND HELGA CHRONICLES XXVIII: THICKER THAN WATERBy Jake Collins Leukemia? Big Bob echoed. What the hell is that? Its cancer of the blood, Helga said hollowly. Thats right, isnt it, Miles?Miles looked down at the floor, and nodded his head jadedly. Miriam clung on to Big Bob in horror, while Olga continued to stare blankly at Miles. Cancer? she managed to say, as if testing the word on her tongue. How can my little boy have cancer? There must be some mistake. Im sorry, Olga, but theres no doubt about it, Miles said sadly. Robert has leukemia. Helga tells me hes been exhibiting these worrying symptoms for a few weeks. Is that right? Yes, it is! Olga wept bitterly. And I did nothing about it! Oh, Im a terrible mother! Now, now, dear, you mus