A SECOND OPINION
Alice had gone to the Opinion Offices and seen Old Pen. He’d been more than happy to run a special issue of the Opinion, in fact he’d been so offended by the Clarion’s accusations of bias against him that he’d decided to write a stinging editorial in reply before Alice had come.
“On second thoughts,” said Alice as she looked round the old print room with its peeling paint and ancient presses, “Perhaps we should wait until after we’ve seen the No-Life Man? That could change everything. And who wants a paper that’s out of date. It’s only good for lighting fires, isn’t it?”
Pen agreed that it was better to hang on. “Alright,” he said, “I’ll hold the presses.” Then he groaned.
“What’s the matter?” asked Alice.
“It’s my back,” said Pen, grimacing and trying to stretch. “I’
