Q & Her New BFF

First there was Helen Keller, but apparently she became an assassin.

Then there was Little Bo Peep.  She's still hanging in there 
. . . though I have been informed that she killed the Phantom of the Opera with her shepherdess crook.

St. Lucy.

Probably a few others.

But now there's The Phantom of the Opera book, which represents Christine.

Q carries it with her.  She talks to it.  It talks to her.  It is a better friend to her than most of the people I have called my friends have been to me.

Q is happy most of the time.

I'm not.

How about you?