“Ha!” he said. “I have no problem turning anything over, because Linus said if we try, anything can happen.” Linus smiled. “That’s exactly right, Lucy. Thank you for—” “Which means anything can be a weapon if you try hard enough.” He began to tick off his fingers. “Spoons. A flight of stairs. Sinkholes. Peanut butter. Air.” “Lucy,” Linus warned.
