There’s smushing behind the shower curtain, there’s lounging on the limb of a tree, and there’s plenty of bed-jumping. You have this vague awareness of things that are problems for grownups, and yet you attack them as if those grownups are absurd. She knows he needs hiding, and I think that’s such a beautiful example of what it must be like to be a kid. A kid who saw a problem that needed solving. A kid who was not scared of him in the least. They chase him out.Īnd like any smart wild animal, he finds refuge in a kid. But while the beast has eyes for the bonnet, the townspeople have eyes for safety and decorum. This beast only has eyes for that bonnet, and bypassed the bakery without even a side eye. That frilly blue thing in the window is pretty fancy after all. One hot day, a lion strolled into town to buy a hat.
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