Edgar was a boy. He was not a cabbage. Now, this is not to say that a cabbage is something one would never want to be. Edgar spent not a few balmy summer afternoons dreaming of nothing more than spreading his roots in a warm pasture of mud, rocketing his leaves to the glorious light of the sky, and basking in the power of chloroform.
Chapter the First: Cabbage in the Sky
Chapter the First: Cabbage in the Sky
Chapter the First: Cabbage in the Sky
Edgar was a boy. He was not a cabbage. Now, this is not to say that a cabbage is something one would never want to be. Edgar spent not a few balmy summer afternoons dreaming of nothing more than spreading his roots in a warm pasture of mud, rocketing his leaves to the glorious light of the sky, and basking in the power of chloroform.