M r. Krankowitz had heard on the weather forecast that morning that there was a slight chance of rain. Humph! The old man stamped his foot in annoyance. How would he get his newspaper from the shop in a downpour? And what about the kippers he’d been planning to buy from the fish store? Mr. Krankowitz was extremely partial to a nice grilled kipper even though the smell always made young Efraim Faigelbaum next door wrinkle up his nose in distaste.