"Brotherly Love" by Jenny Olivera

"Come on! Over here!" He yelled and waved his arms. "Chicken! Why don't you come and take me!" The target of his taunts looked up and raced across the schoolyard. "That's it..." he whispered. He positioned himself a little better between the buildings and waited.

They'd told him his great-grandmother was crazy. But nobody had spent as much time with her as he had. Nobody else had seen her complete one of her "crazy experiments," and had seen it work - actually work. He'd seen the mouse disappear, right in the middle of the deck. Just disappear. And now he had her old journals. The journals where she'd painstakingly copied down her diagrams and chants.

"The gate to nowhere," she'd called it.

And now the bully was about to step over the chalk pattern between them, about to go through the gate. And like the mouse, the bully vanished.

He smiled, and scuffed the chalk lines. Now he could go tell his little brother that he wouldn't be picked on any more.