About four years ago, I was doing a book signing in San Francisco, and a girl came through the line with this Despereaux sculpture. She had made him for an art project and she wanted to give him to me. I said that I couldn't possibly take him. He was too perfect. He would get broken in my luggage. She had made him, so she should keep him, etc. etc.
But the girl insisted; and so I took the mouse and I got him home safely and he has been on a shelf in my office ever since. I don't know h...
Published on March 22, 2012 06:13