Years later, while herding the customers into the bank vault with his gun, Calvin remembered with a shudder the night he had been locked in the garage by that hellion, Roslyn. He’s show her, he vowed, as he ran amok in his adult life locking people up in dark closets and scary places and stealing their money. He had to do this, he rationalized, to keep his pal, Hobbes, in tuna. Curse that Roslyn!
Years later, while herding the customers into the bank vault with his gun, Calvin remembered with a shudder the night he had been locked in the garage by that hellion, Roslyn. He’s show her, he vowed, as he ran amok in his adult life locking people up in dark closets and scary places and stealing their money. He had to do this, he rationalized, to keep his pal, Hobbes, in tuna. Curse that Roslyn!