Sophie was too wasted to race, but shouted indignantly after her. “It’s my turn!”
Laughing, Miko threw open the driver side door and reached across the seat for the dictionary. “I called it first!” she asserted, as though that justified everything. She tossed the mask on the seat, trading it for the chauffeur’s cap.
Sophie just sighed and took the back seat. She was weary, but not that weary. They both knew that Miko would choose the long way home. The issue would be contested later, down by the river.
Miko fondled the shift knob as she slipped into gear.
“Hiyo Silver!”
Epilogue – One Year Later
Alan stepped into the house and locked the door behind him. He was aware of Keri watching him surreptitiously as he took his time sorting through the mail that she had laid out for him on the
