Date: 2009-03-09 03:27 am (UTC)
I set her down on the ground and off she goes like a bolt, running with speed I'm sure is inherited from Joe and not myself. "Last one is rotten!" she dares Skinny and I gesture idly.

"Oh, don't you worry. I've been rotten for three years, now," I say in a deadpan, carrying the bag's worth of supplies and food, making sure to set everything up for us in the shade of a tree by the sand.
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