“What took you so long?” Her wait hadn’t been that long, but Patrick and I definitely came in second.
“I really thought we’d be faster,” Patrick said.
“Two out of three?” Carrie asked.
We switched drivers for the second round. Carrie wanted to push me, which put Patrick on the scooter.
“Come on!” He lost again, this time by a good four seconds. “Maybe it’s me.”
When I tried the scooter, Carrie got me, too. She seemed to have the right stuff, whether pushing the ladder or riding the mechanical vehicle.
“Okay. Enough of that.” My body was starting to remind me I wasn’t a teenager. “Let’s get everything back where it belongs,” I said, still out of breath. “We are guests here, after all.”
We tidied up, then Carrie listened right away when I suggested she crawl into bed and get comfortab
