HARRY AND THE TERRIBLE WHATZIT

Why are you getting so small?"" Harry asks. ""Because you aren't afraid of me any more,"" answers the two-headed Whatzit who has been shrinking ever since Harry, concerned about his mother's long absence in the cellar, found him hiding behind the furnace and began swatting him with a broom. One would have thought that the species had already been done to death by just such attacks--though if you're still in the market for bandaid-level monster therapy, you might find rumpled Harry and his figment more appealing than Jack and his gorilla (see Schertle, below).