Picks and Pans Review: Auspicious Beginnings
I KNOCKED ON THE RABBIT'S DOOR.
A curtain shivered in a second-floor window, and I caught a flash of ears. The window flew open.
A word balloon sailed out.
It turned edge-on, slicing the air like the business end of a guillotine, and shattered on the stoop. Six inches farther left, and I'd own one less private eye.
I jigsawed the pieces together with my toe. "Eddie Valiant," it said, followed by a single exclamation point the size of a major leaguer's bat and ball.
I looked up. There he stood in the open doorway. Six feet tall and change, counting his eighteen-inch ears. His carroty cowlick flopped forwards to the tops of his blue lagoon eyes. Cotton candy ear canals, marshmallow fur, and lemon drop mittens put him next in line to replace Shirley Temple as First Mate on the Good Ship Lollipop. His red corduroy overalls fit him the way spiderwebs drape the Headless Horseman's hat rack.