“BRILLIANT! GROUNDBREAKING! A LAUGH A minute!” So the members of the audience marveled to one another as they rushed to the lobby, for they all assumed it must be intermission. “The best first-act finale since Attila the Hun in Iambic Pentameter. Now, shall we purchase some snacks?” Penelope’s re...
Father is still asleep. If he rises to find us gone, will he think something ill? The thought comes to me unbidden: It does not matter what Father thinks. Weed does not say where he leads me, but except for the early hour, the walk is our familiar one. We arrive at a not-too-distant meadow and lo...