The Kilroys #10

When a young man offers his father's old golf suit to a helpful stranger as thanks for fixing his car, an innocent mix-up sends everyone's evening spinning in wildly different directions. Edgar intended to wear that very suit to his boss's masquerade party, but instead finds himself in a hobo costume—while the actual hobo crashes the party in his place, kissing his wife goodbye and charming his way into situations Edgar never bargained for. It's a classic case of mistaken identity that leaves one man in jail, another reaping unexpected rewards, and a household wondering who kissed whom.

When Jackson repeatedly spurns Portia Karloff's party invitation, his pal Natch hatches a scheme to get him in her good graces—by secretly rigging a game of spin the bottle with a hidden magnet so the bottle keeps landing on Portia, forcing Jackson into kiss after kiss. But as the other guests grow bored and wander off to dance, Jackson discovers exactly who engineered his romantic predicament, and Natch learns there's a price for meddling in matters of the heart.

When the Sunday paper fails to arrive at the Kilroy house on a hectic early morning, the family launches an all-out mission to track one down—leading to a comic cascade of crossed wires, helpful neighbors, and increasingly frantic paper hunts. By the time multiple copies finally materialize from unexpected sources, the whole neighborhood is caught up in the chaos of getting that elusive edition into eager hands. It's a perfectly silly slice of domestic pandemonium that captures the desperation of missing your Sunday read.

When Natch Kilroy lands the honorary job of judge for the city's Boys' Week program, he's thrilled—until a traffic summons blown by the wind reveals he's the one on trial for speeding and illegal parking. Now the teenage judge must decide his own case, and the real justice comes when his sentence forces him to confront the consequences of his own reckless driving.