Gary K. Wolf
Copyright 1991 by Gary K. Wolf
A memo to my clients.
Roger Rabbit and his screwball buddies play fast and loose with historical accuracy.
That’s the way things happen in Toontown.
Take a tip from a guy who’s been there. Relax, hang on, and enjoy the ride.
Los Angeles, California
1947, more or less.
I knocked on the rabbit's door.
A curtain shivered in a second floor window, and I caught a flash of ears. The window flew open.
A word balloon sailed out.
It turned edge-on, slicing the air like the business end of a guillotine, and shattered on the stoop. Six inches farther left, and I'd own one less private eye.