The warehouse where we park is strangely, deathly quiet this morning. The light from the overhead florescent bulb flickers. Is that a thump? A moan? Coming from the bookmobile? Do I dare open the door? Yes, I do! Careful, now. Careful. Aaugh!
Oh, You again. Wild Thing try to behave.
Don't miss your chance to see Wild Thing this month @ your local public library