Mysteries & Detective Stories
"What I do is weed out the real from the unreal, the fairy queens from the princesses, the sad people from the attention-grabbers."
"Where am I in all that?"
"I'm not sure yet, but it ain't lookin' good..."
I've come up with a plan," Dad said.
Phew, I thought, relaxing a little. Dad was a smart guy. I should have known he'd come up with a plan. Maybe he wanted to hang a bigger sign outside the store or advertise on the radio.
But it wasn't that at all.
"I've agreed to start renting out the big birds," Dad said. For a second, I felt like someone had kicked me in the stomach. What was Dad thinking? "For parties and conventions. It's a good way to bring in extra cash--" Here, he paused for a moment.
"They want Elmo first.