|At Home with the Glynns|
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I DID begin practicing at home, but it wasn’t easy. I knew that my
parents weren’t going to consider rolling peas a suitable occupation for
my spare time, so I tried to slip a few peas into my pocket during dinner
so that I could practice alone, in my room, later in the evening.
If, as a child, you ever tried to slip a few peas into your pocket during
dinner, you are aware that parents regard pocketing peas with suspicion.
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Copyright © 1995 by Eric Kraft
At Home with the Glynns is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, dialogues, settings, and businesses portrayed in it are products of the author's imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.
First published by Crown Publishers, Inc., 201 East 50th Street, New York, New York 10022. Member of the Crown Publishing Group.
The illustration at the top of the page is an adaptation of an illustration by Stewart Rouse that first appeared on the cover of the August 1931 issue of Modern Mechanics and Inventions. The boy at the controls of the aerocycle doesn’t particularly resemble Peter Leroy—except, perhaps, for the smile.