Do not ask me to explain this.

I feel out of place here, as one unschooled in the froufrou arts.

We’re the fish, glad to be connected.

He pointed at the blurb on the inside flap.

Look no further than your slick magazine.

If I’m not mistaken, I had just been handed my diploma.

Well done, anonymous denizen of lit

His daughter was five when he started writing the book. Now she is nine.