Trism's smile was as infectious as his hand was warm and his handshake friendly. In spite of himself, Ivan smiled back. Then he blinked. "Oh, um....well, my brother gave a letter to someone in the Department of Mysteries. He's...uh...male," Ivan finished lamely.
__________________  Ivan Callistus: Optimistic Oblivious Obliviator  If only all mistakes could be obliviated... |