Christopher Robin_The Novelization by Elizabeth Rudnick

Author:Elizabeth Rudnick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2018-07-03T00:00:00+00:00

There was, however, just one problem with Christopher’s plan to return to the Hundred-Acre Wood. And that problem was the green door inside the hollowed-out tree. For while the green door was the same green door it had been when Christopher last used it, Christopher was not the same. He was no longer a thin little boy with narrow shoulders and hips. He was a grown man with broad shoulders and a bit of a belly.

Which was why he now found himself stuck quite firmly in the middle of the door. His bottom half was on one side and his top half was on the other. It was, he couldn’t help thinking, a position Pooh had often found himself in.

Pooh, who had gone through the green door first, turned and eyed his friend. He took in Christopher’s top half and peered around to see where his bottom half was. Noting it was missing, he cocked his head. “Are you stuck?” he asked.

“Apparently, I am,” Christopher said, his voice strained as the door squeezed his sides painfully.

“Happens to me all the time,” Pooh said with a shrug. “Did you just eat honey?”

Christopher shook his head. “No. I did not just eat honey.”

Taking a deep breath, he braced his arms back against the tree and pushed—hard. He didn’t budge. He took another breath and pushed again. Still, he did not budge. Finally, sucking in as hard as he could, Christopher pushed one final time. With a pop! his body came loose of the doorway and he tumbled to his freedom.

He straightened up, stretching his arms toward the sky and then wincing. He was going to have some bruises. Bringing his hand to his head, he felt the hair sticking up and knew, without needing to look in a mirror, that he was in a rather disheveled state. He sighed. At least he knew the chances of running into anyone from work here were nonexistent.

Distracted by his escape from the door, Christopher hadn’t taken a moment yet to look around the woods. But now he did. And he was shocked by what he saw. Thick fog covered everything, and he shuddered as a chill swept over him. This was not the idyllic Hundred-Acre Wood he remembered. “Pooh?” he asked, turning to look at the bear. “Was it always this gloomy?”

“Yes,” Pooh answered. Then he paused. “Or no. I forget which.”

Christopher narrowed his eyes. He was rather certain that this was not how things had always been. He knew, in fact, that when he had come to the Hundred-Acre Wood as a child, it was never gloomy and only rarely even rainy. Since it hadn’t always been like this, when had it changed? And why? A piece of him knew the answer but refused to acknowledge it. Instead, he returned his attention to the reason he was there now. “Well,” he asked Pooh, “which way?”

“I was hoping you would know,” Pooh answered.

Christopher shook his head. “I haven’t been here in years,” he pointed out. “How would I know?”

“Because you’re Christopher Robin.

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