19Home at last! Overjoyed, I emphatically tap Judd's palm. "It must be because you helped them! You learned a lesson and changed into a better person!"
"Thank God." I can feel the relief in his body as his muscles relax. "I didn't think we'd ever make it, Pinkerton."
"It's Oogachucka," I tell him, "and I never had a doubt in my mind."
Just then, without warning, our surroundings flicker. The walls shift back to stained glass, then back to plaster; the floor changes to marble, then carpet...then marble again.
And I get a very sick feeling in the pits of my knuckles.
"What the heck?" Judd scowls as everything flickers again. "What's happening?"
Suddenly, there's another flash of light, and the plaster and carpets are gone, replaced by stained glass and marble. The pink skins o
