Huck came down the narrow hallway pushing a heavy chair with considerable difficulty and maneuvered it around a corner toward one of the living-room bookcases.
The bookcase in question contains a number of breakable trinkets, not to mention a conspicuous pair of binoculars. Feeling this warranted a discreet inquiry, I asked him: “What are you trying to get?”
“Up!” he replied.
Because It’s All About the Silhouette
Who’s on First, the Crustacean Version
Girl After My Own Heart
In Which Huck Poses for a Flip Book