Chapter 16
If Keston had trouble sleeping before, the Sandman eluded him more, if possible, after his visit from Ness. And of course, he spent more time than he cared to admit wondering if the Sandman was real, but how could he be, what with all the people around the world to visit every second, unless he was magical like Santa and then, yes, he spent double the time trying to decide if the man at the North Pole existed. And that meant elves and flying reindeer.
It’s absurd. Lock me away in the looney bin for thinking such ridiculous things. Yes, thinks the man who sat across from the Loch Ness Monster. Heck, I kissed him! And I saw Bigfoot, the big hairy ape-man himself! No fuzzy camera image required.
When he wasn’t contemplating the reality of this monster—no, Ness said not to refer
