Was it good that he saw what he was describing only at night? By the way Dr. Barf was scribbling on his pad, it seemed as though maybe he knew what it was. Maybe his mom had been right—that glorious gold seal with the shape of California was going to save him. All he had to do was force himself to be honest, and there it was: success.
Jack was given hope but no no noooo thts wht thz buuk is abot wickedxness!!
