She looked around. "Oh, I've just got to hug somebody! You!" And she hugged Puck, the little ghost horse. "And you." She hugged Pook, and Peek, and even the nose of the moat monster. "But not you," she decided, encountering the zombie.


Crewel lye: a caustic yarn (ed. Del Rey, 1985) - ISBN: 9780345313096


She looked around. Oh, I've just got to hug somebody! You! And she hugged Puck, the little ghost horse. And you. She hugged Pook, and Peek, and even...

She looked around. Oh, I've just got to hug somebody! You! And she hugged Puck, the little ghost horse. And you. She hugged Pook, and Peek, and even...

She looked around. Oh, I've just got to hug somebody! You! And she hugged Puck, the little ghost horse. And you. She hugged Pook, and Peek, and even...

She looked around. Oh, I've just got to hug somebody! You! And she hugged Puck, the little ghost horse. And you. She hugged Pook, and Peek, and even...