Down the Plot Hole

""There's a word missing."" Terry pointed to the book. ""The maid plucked the . . . ready for the spit."" He flipped back a page. ""It said she was sitting beside a black hen, right?"" It was true. The words ""black hen"" were gone. All that remained was a larger-than-usual space. A gap. An emptiness. A hole . . . in the plot. neighbours and reluctant reading partners Basil and Terry are once again reading The Complete Fairytales of the Brothers Grimm. Last time, they found themselves plunged into the fairytale world, where everyone was losing the plot. This time, wordsCwell, chickensCare disappearing!