“So you definitely saw purple?” Hertz quizzed me back at the hotel. “Yes. It was a big, fat, purple scream.” “Interesting. I saw red. Ida?” “Red,” Ida agreed. “I knew we were right to name you Purple, it’s obviously the colour you see anything magical in.” Hertz seemed satisfied with his own judgement. “Well it […]

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