The Magic of Moodara -- page 957

kiss fireman

kiss the fireman. You lean forward, and your lips just barely touch his, but still, you leap back, screeching in pain. The fireman looks sympathetic and seems to turn himself inside out, becoming a regular human being. "Now, whoever you are, you can kiss me."

You finally manage to make the feeble words, "I don't wamp to." (It's hard to talk with those burned lips!) "I don't wamp to take the champs."

"I understand," the fireman says. "But trust me. I'm OK."

You think for a minute, then nod your head. "OK. I'll chry it again. But ip I get burned again, I'll bwame it on you! Underspand?"

"Yes," the fireman says, grinning at your problem talking.

You pucker your lips and lean forward, but inside of a sympathetic fireman's dry lips, you feel...