lowboy

Lowboy is lousy with secrets, a few of which never come entirely to the surface.

Will Heller, the titular Lowboy, is obsessed with temperature—his own, and that of the world around him.

White Owl was wide-awake with staring eyes, but the Firedogs were evidently napping and Lowboy was sound asleep.

"Hello," said Highboy, and at once Lowboy's eyes opened wide and both the Firedogs growled.

Lowboy's mouth began to droop at the corners; his eyes closed and round tears, like marbles, began to roll down his cheeks.

"It's no use making jokes for such an unappreciative audience," Lowboy grumbled.

Lowboy promised to be good, and Hortense brought out the cookies and divided them into four piles of thirteen each.