If You Are Harboring a Fugitive
Police’s loudspeaker projected all over the neighborhood.
“IF YOU ARE HARBORING A FUGITIVE, TURN
HIM IN RIGHT AWAY! THERE WILL BE NO
PUNISHMENT IF THE PERPETRATOR COMES
OUT IN THE NEXT HOUR!”
“Do you think they mean me?” my guest asked.
“Doubtful,” I told her. “You are invisible to
non-believers, right?”
Stegosaurus Faerie breathed a sigh of relief.
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