Fifteen and a Half Inches
The case was against the fireplace.
Hardshell, black, with the shop’s sticker on it.
My son opened it kneeling on the carpet and he did not say anything for a long time, and when he did say something it was not what anybody in that room expected, and three people got it wrong afterwards when they retold it.
He said: “Does Mr.
Vandermolen know about this?”
Part Fifty: Don’t Sell This One