EPILOGUE
Blondie lets me sleep late this morning while she makes the sandwiches, packs cold chicken, and all the other goodies for our picnic. Jerry and Larry find their fishing poles and get them packed in the car. I'm up now, have a quick bite of breakfast, and like the rest of the family, I'm in a holiday mood. I remember that I didn’t get my check and we're going to need some ‘whip out’ cash. I take my car and run down to the Reporter, walk over to the bank, and take care of our financial needs for the trip. I hurry over to my set of wheels only to find Blondie standing by her car, in uniform, with no kids in sight.
"What's with the uniform and where are the kids? I'm ready to picnic."
"The kids are going on a picnic with Mother. The High Sheriff called and he needs me for a special
