Redsand Canyon A boombox is not a toy!

Killduck? If he'd heard the name before, it had escaped his notice. He noticed it now, though, and whirled around to look at his. . .aunt, approaching him with a smile.

What's up? he asked, normally chipper voice a little dull. Still, he forced a smile of his own, trying to meet at least some of her positive energy.

Maybe her brother Cal—his ultimate bestie, for the restie—was coming back. Now that would be very good news.