“Have you ever worn one of those?” Galahad shook his head. He never had felt the need to become invisible, only perhaps on his wedding day when he had jumbled the wedding vows and said Aretha’s part instead of his. Which she had covered up by simply answering with his part, but still, right there and then, he would have loved to disappear or at least be invisible, instead of the whole wedding party staring at his red ears.
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