Parachute. “If you don’t mind, I’ll be getting out now,”
said Henry. “Goodbye,” and he got down. He put on the
Parachute, and waved, but the astronaut didn’t see him.
“Henry, I mean the non-existent pickle is gone, I
mean. . . ” was the last thing Henry heard as he jumped
through the porthole.
“Goodbye,” said Henry politely.
HENRY
THE
PICKLE
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