In a particularly small town, on a particularly small street, there lived two small youngsters- their houses leaning towards each other as would young couples eager to feel the novelty of intimacy. This town was so small that on a map of the state, it was the size of a beauty spot and on a map of the country, it was the size of Mr. Poe’s thumb- invisible. It is to be noted that Mr. Poe had lost his thumb in an accident no one speaks of, beyond the Moors of this small town. This town was called Reand but it was also called Bluand, depending on who wins the Vicennial Rowing Competition. The Reginald family- short and stout with a particular liking for bread with butter or the Blunche Family- tall and thin with a particular liking for bread with jam. The particular street that the youngsters lived on…