The Fitzgibben’s Skeleton
Laughter filled the car, mixing with the hauntingly hilarious sound of the mechanical skeleton that sat in the backseat. Indeed, buckled next to dear little Gerald Fitzgibben sat a life-size decorative skeleton (though Mrs. Fitzgibben thought his head was rather small). The toy had a little button that could make it talk and move its jaw, which amused the child seated next to it, and pleased her parents who sat in front. It was October, and outside, stunning hues of orange, yellow, red, and green zipped by in a picturesque blur. The Fitzgibbens were returning from a shopping spree. A…
