“Whatever you say. I am at your command today, madame.”
London rolled her eyes but giggled and looped her arm through his as they finished making their way back to the bikes. Ten minutes later they’d paid for their parking, and they were back on the road.
London was right; less than half an hour later they pulled into the parking area at the Crazy Horse monument. When they passed the booth taking admission, Tuck paid for all of the party, including the Kings.
“This is bigger than I thought,” Tuck said. “I know they’ve been working on it for a long time, since I was a kid and longer, but I didn’t realize the scale of what they were doing.”
London and Tuck waited while the others stepped off their bikes, then as a group they went into the visitor center. For more than an hour they wander
