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Date Posted: 03:47:20 07/02/07 Mon
Author: kande
Subject: KM tools down the highway toward their destination.
In reply to: Kande's Sis 's message, "KM settles into her larger-than-usual SUV" on 09:08:21 06/30/07 Sat

The boys work the pedals so that KM's stiletto's don't get caught in the rug and break off. The older boy remembers the last time that happens and gives an involuntary shudder. The younger one keeps trying to tell the same joke over and over: "What did the fish say when it swam into the brick wall? Well? What did it say? Huh?" KM and the older boy ignore him.

KM spies a sign ahead, and flicks on the left turn signal, carefully so she doesn't chip the nail polish. She drives 15 miles down the rutted road and rolls to a stop beside a lake. "Here! Now you two unpack and set up camp while I stroll around." The boys roll out of the SUV and begin doing as ordered.

KM strolls out of eyesight of the boys and pulls her opera glasses with the super-duper magnification from her color-coordinated purse. She looks around, then focuses her gaze on a clifftop. She sees a small figure who looks to be waving frantically at her. It is, of course, code. She reads the signals, then responds with her own gestures.

"Excellent," she murmurs to herself. "The game is afoot."

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