7. New Day
Someone got his fifty silver after Brockenbores. Fatty just hoped they brought no joy, as days melted into the lockholes' seamless night. He'd about believed he'd become a shadow himself when rescue arrived.
Pippin visited afterward. "Well, who's this Burglar Bolger they talk about? Do I know him?" he teased.
"No," Fatty said. "I don't think so. And he's gone now – burglars don't do well in the Shire, you know." A pause. "I'm glad it's over."
"Not quite – there's work aplenty still. What's needed," Pippin mused thoughtfully, "is a Builder Bolger. Do you know any?"
Fatty smiled. "I just might!"
1. Day 23: Card: The Sun
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