[North side of Grunvale, apple-growing country. Charlotte Walker and Janet Long, in this universe a pteropine/flying fox and ailurid/red panda respectively, are picking apples by a white-painted barn as they talk]Charlotte: “Hey, what are these apples? They look like a crossover between gala and red delicious.”Janet: “They’re Jonathans, Walker. And the word you’re looking forContinue reading “Roth Gets Walked In On”