A Big Blue Story

[ezdays]

but then there's that Starbucks across the street. He wondered if he could only change his address label to that Starbucks, they'd get him out of there and maybe, just maybe he could get a triple-dipple, mocha espresso, frappiccino latte with just a hint of whipped cream on top, and one of those, Blueberry Streusel Muffins that he so dearly missed. He was able to get his spyglass out of the hidden compartment in his right shoe and learned the address of the Starbucks. Although his arms were bound by shipping cord and Scotch Tape, he still was able to reach for his pencil with his mouth and scribble the new address in his mailing label. Just in time, here comes...