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Show in my father's house/ 118 you can come home." Aunt Sarah reached into her apron pocket and took out a small cellophane bag of peppermint drops. She gave each of us two of them. "Here, now, one peppermint drop for you and one for the special friend you'll find in Mexico." "What if we don't find anyone special?" Hugh hiccoughed. "Can we eat the other one, too?" "You'll find lots of special people in Mexico. You'll stay with Brother Rosenberg and his family --he has lots of little children. And remember, Mexico is the place where Nephi and his brothers first landed when they settled on the new continent. You know, Jeannie --in the Book of Mormon? Now I want you to play a game with me. Let's make a list of all the things they had to bring with them on the boat, ok? Corinne, you start." Our list grew long and our eyes grew heavy. One by one we snuggled against the plush and drifted into sleep. I woke with a start in the cool pre-dawn. An orange moon glowed like an oversized street lamp, throwing soft light across the bodies that curled all around me. I sat up very slowly. There was Aunt Helga driving and my mother beside her, holding the baby. In my father's other car, several yards behind us traveled Aunt Elsa, Aunt Rachel, and their children. Although I could scarcely feel the motion of our car, we skimmed the highway at great speed. The land was flat and empty except for cacti which jutted from the earth like totem poles, and the |