Crumb Trail — The Shrinking Light, Page 3
By Suha · Published
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Momo springs up and throws out an arm, pointing dramatically at the window, coat hem swirling, absolutely certain. A medium patch of golden afternoon light still lies on the floor behind her. MOMO: 'A light-thief! Dragging our afternoon out inch by inch!'
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Momo stands and flings out one arm to point straight at the square window, coat swirling, chin lifted, utterly certain, her magnifying glass raised. A medium golden patch of afternoon sun still lies on the floor behind her.
About this chapter
Late afternoon at the Tiny Case Agency, the warm patch of sunlight on the floor is shrinking — and Momo is certain a light-thief is dragging the daylight out the window inch by inch. She measures the theft, stalks the retreating gold across the room, clears a sleeping Biscuit, and finally corners the last sliver on the windowsill and pounces — just as it winks out at dusk. Ganta tells her on page five that the sun is going down. She hushes him and chases it anyway. Unable to admit the sun simply set, Momo declares the thief escaped with the daylight and vows the agency will recover every drop tomorrow, then falls asleep in the blue dusk. Ganta delivers the verdict once she is out: the sun set — it comes back on its own.