Crumb Trail — The Pencil Thief, Page 3
By Inkroost · Published
Transcript
Page 3. A single panel, low angle looking up at her. Momo rounds on him. Her too-big coat flares. One tiny hand presses flat against her chest in wounded dignity; the other holds the magnifying glass high. Eyebrows down, chin lifted, absolutely certain of herself. MOMO: "I have never lost anything."
Image description
Low-angle view of a chibi girl in an oversized mustard-yellow coat and red scarf, holding her magnifying glass aloft in one hand and pressing the other to her chest in wounded dignity, scowling.
About this chapter
The pencil mug on the clubroom desk keeps getting lighter. Momo mounts a stakeout, loses a fight with her own eyelids, and wakes just in time to catch the thief mid-crime. This time the prime suspect is actually guilty — and there is a hoard behind the fridge to prove it.