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1. The first note in regard to our furry hostage came on Wednesday morning. It was mostly perplexing. It asked for no cash, no prizes, no special tricks. The first step in locating Geronimo, it said, was to answer a series of questions. If we were successful, he would be returned to our domain. If not, he was destined to become an ingredient of a "Ushanka" hat and peddled in the streets of Irkutsk. Indeed! The first query was in regards to a book with which I was familiar called "Beyond Deserving" by Sandra Scofield. A very nice read from 1992, it told the tale of the family strife surrounding Katie Fisher and her husband "Fish". The biggest problem in their marriage stemmed from two major things. To get closer to rescuing Geronimo, which two things were they?
2. Upon entering the bookstore on Thursday (while suffering a major headache and a most jarring bout of nervousness) the next letter in regard to Geronimo's disappearance and threatened scalping awaited. It had been slipped under the front door unnoticed, as is usually the way such messages are delivered by sneaks and thugs. This piece of paper addressed a book that won a National Book Award (Non-fiction) after its release in 1983 - penned by a woman who, it could be said, had never achieved overall greatness herself. However, her book told of the greatness of a handful of most talented artistes that she had known well in the 1950s. The idea of her story was, at first glance, that she was but a witness to brilliance. This turned out to be less than factual, though. Genius does not exist unless there are those surrounding it gifted enough to actively help it grow. Miss Glassman, her name at the time of her encounters with these men, was gifted enough to notice and nurture them beautifully. For the sake of our gerbil and his soberly empty cage, could you kindly tell me the book and the author the note refers to? My heart skips a *beat* waiting.
3. I arrived at the bookstore on Friday morning to find a manila envelope taped to the front door. With dread, I opened it knowing it was the next rung on the ladder toward the safe return of dear Geronimo. The horror! In the parcel was the removed cover of the book "Flowers for Algernon" by Daniel Keyes with a paragraph written on the inside of it. Quite frankly I was aghast...a clue in regards to a book titled after a rodent (a family to which our mascot belonged, in his own little burrowing way) seemed entirely cruel and more than slightly peevish! I knew the book told the bittersweet tale of Charlie Gordon, a retarded 32-year old man who is medically transformed into a charming genius (Algernon, a mouse, was the first "patient" to get this experimental transformation that Charlie had undergone). The question, though, asked specifics to the story and sent me on quite a search! Before Mr. Gordon became 'intelligent' in the novel, he'd worked at a job in NYC while going to adult education classes. The question? Where did Charlie work and what was his teacher's (and future love interest) name at night school?
4. The next step in our chain of ransom notes was short (but managed to remind us that we were nearly halfway there to rescuing our beloved gerbil from a fate as decoration on a faraway hat rack). I, for one, was beginning to think the gerbil-napper was someone I knew because their next question was in regard to my favorite children's book by Chris Van Allsburg. It tells of a mysterious illustrator who delivers a book of intricately conceived drawings, all of which spin hints to a grand and magical tale. The trouble is, the book is full of pictures and contains VERY few words. It's up to the young reader to use his or her imagination and make up the story as they go from page to delightful page. I knew the book instantly, thank heavens. Do you? Help us find Geronimo, please, and tell me which of these is the book in question.
5. As Sunday arrived so, too, did the next request from our felonious gerbil snatcher. This time it was handwritten in a scrawl much like that used by many local physicians. I clutched at my heart. Could poor Geronimo be in some control group for bizarre experiments conducted by a mad doctor [*shudder*]? The text of the note was rather lovely, though, and eased my ghastly mental pictures. The first line of a book, and a widely-read classic at that, it reads like this:
"A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight, and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment..."
It was requested of us to identify the book this excerpt was taken from. Do you know it? (Hint: The name of the first chapter of this novel is "A Face On Which Time Makes Little Impression", if that helps?)
6. Drat, drat, drat. Monday's question in our "Geronimo crisis" involved photography books - and our staffer who was an enthusiast of those was on a leave of abscence to take footage of the Strokkur Geyser in blustery Iceland (and, since it erupts every six minutes, she was unavalaible for the bulk of a day ~ and then some ...*sigh*...). I was slightly familiar with shutterbug Richard Avedon, though. I knew he was entirely obsessed with the 'angles' of Audrey Hepburn, had photographed The Beatles a lot (some of his snapshots were used in "The White Album"), evolved away from celebrity work and drifted into political/current events photojournalism as time passed. His books, though, were a mystery to this particular bookseller. It turns out our criminal wanted to know the book that was arguably Avedon's greatest collection of pictures. "A magnum opus", some called it. It celebrated cowboys, drifters, miners and other 'real' characters from the western US. Can you help me determine which of the following books was being referred to?
7. The following afternoon I discovered a small bag by the back door and opened it to find an empty bottle of "Sputnik" brand vodka (flavored, said the label, with a hint of horseradish). This may be a popular quaff in Irkutsk but it sounded perfectly dreadful to me ~ and I'm sure it only served as a less-than-cordial reminder to the potential fate of little Geronimo, too. The note inside the bottle read as follows: "I drank the Russian vodka while reading a German/Polish poet. You may think him American, but Charles Bukowski only thrived there. He was not born on your side of the ocean. He wrote dozens of books and consumed MORE than dozens of bottles of hooch as he did so, too. So I honor him today. He had a collection of verse published in 1979 called "Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument...", but I'm quite dizzy and can't read the rest of the title. You finish it for me, and the rat is one paw closer to home, whiskers intact. Thank you." Clearly, this odorous liquor did nothing to improve the vile creature's social skills, did it?! Could you kindly tell me how the rest of that title reads, though? Please?
8. Wednesday came and so, too, did the expected message as to the whereabouts of Geronimo. The first thing I noticed was a picture cut out of a magazine of a Siberian 'tea packer' wearing, of course, a large furry hat (which, I must say, looked rather cozy and fetching - despite the hateful reference that our gerbil might end up such an accessory). As I looked further it became clear that our rat-grabber was one angry individual indeed. Quite unappealing in general. With the photo was a removed cover of the paperback novel "Scarlett" by Alexandra Ripley. Scrawled on it were any sort of unfriendly things, notably a directive to 'Discard all copies of this book NOW!' next to a few unprintable other words. Good Heavens! Seems our bandit doesn't care for bad sequels, in this case the one that came some 50 years after "Gone With the Wind". He jumped to a question though, all editorials aside, and asked which of the books listed was NOT a sequel written long after the originals were published. They are popularly called "informal sequels". I think I know. Which one of the following was NEVER a novel at all?
9. Eeek! One question left and leave it to that persnickety pet poacher to ask one that seems far outside of any of the bookstore staff's comfort zone. All of us there were well familiar with the young readers' series "The Boxcar Children" by Gertrude Chandler (we sell lots of them as the months pass, and have done so for years) but none of us, not a one, had ever read a word of the books ourselves. This could be a problem, couldn't it? I knew the stories describe the fanciful adventures of four orphans sent to live with a less-than-nice grandfather. Naturally, we wondered if said patriarch is sinister enough to kidnap helpless pets, but that was really not an important point - the children decide to run away and, as one might expect, use an abandoned boxcar as free shelter as they explore this colorful world and tackle some mighty engaging mysteries within it. However, our ransom "question" wanted to know the first names of the original four "Boxcar Children". We're told their surname was Alden. Do you know their first names, please? Gerbil security depends upon it.
10. By then, that particular morning could not have arrived soon enough. All our puzzles solved, all our hopes lifted! Our sweet little 'fuzzbag' Geronimo was supposed to be waiting for us that day, safe and sound (and NOT headgear, either - whew!). We all dashed to the door and...yes! There he was, beady but happy little eyes intact and blinking. Atop his box was a book with a note. It said: "Congratulations. I am glad you were successful in your quest for your pet and am hoping your reunion is a happy one. Just so you know, I never REALLY planned to turn him into a thermal cap. Just wanted to keep you on your toes and, I'm sure, you'll enjoy this little book attached..." The girls were sniffling uncontrollably and even the guys were puddling up. Was it because of Geronimo? Or was it that kids' book there, the one with a picture of a little boy on the cover (devilishness in his eye) wreaking havoc on a bathroom and seemingly about to throw an expensive watch into the toilet? The book is called, appropriately, "Love You Forever", illustrated by Sheila McGraw. One last question: who wrote it?
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