Question

excuse me your glasses you forest them​

Answer 1

Answer:

For Roald Dahl

In heaven, or wherever he may have gone

Laszlo Oxbreast bound old and rare books. His work required the utmost caution and particularity, so taking breaks was as much a part of the craft as the binding itself. You had to treat yourself, he knew, or else you’d go babbling cross-eyed and make terrible mistakes.

It was a summer day, bright and yellow and slightly too warm. He reclined in a tweed armchair and suckled a sweaty glass of strawberry juice. Ice clinked as the condensation drew black ink from his fingers onto the glass. The sun sighed through the blinds, lulling him toward sleep. But just as his head dropped to his chest—

Bing-bong!