As the pink mist cleared, Randy could make out the figure of a little man sitting on the table top, legs dangling over the edge. He was wearing pink tights, matching ballet shoes, a pink tutu, wrink……続きを見る
I walked right by it, stopped dead in my tracks and thought, that’s impossible. It wasn’t there when I came into town this morning. It appeared The Olde Book Shoppe was open for business. I found th……続きを見る
