PSI-1 The dining room was too small for dining. It was dim, dingy and carpeted in dark green, which did very little for the atmosphere.…
PSI-3 They were sitting beside each other on the back stairs. Erik had an empanada in a foil wrapper resting on a paper plate in…
PS-2 The weekday comics were small, black-and-white strips, maybe seven panels at the most, concerned with a gag a day or an incremental advancement of…
PSI-3 There was an unanticipated logistical problem with the chairs. There were plenty of chairs, such as they were, just not enough flat surface at…
PSI-1 The morning of the twelfth, Ann went out first thing to purchase pastries. This would not overtax the kitchen, the dishes, or Mordecai, all…
PSI-2 Technically, it was Barnaby’s idea. Ann and Milo only figured it out because it seemed like everyone was bored and unhappy, especially Erik and…
PSI-3 “Hey, Mordecai, you can teach basic math and literacy, can’t you?” said Hyacinth. “Ahhhh!” Mordecai replied, as this conversation was taking place in a…
PSI-2 Mordecai crouched down in front of the shop window and arranged the collar of Erik’s shirt, and pulled up the stockings and straightened the…
PSI-5 Erik’s birthday required cake and presents. And smiling. And being very careful. About everything. The way he acted, what he said, and what he…
PSI-1 Erik thought probably his uncle had gone out. The violin was gone, and his coat. It was a little weird that they hadn’t gone…