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Show 266 "They look all ready to go," Katie said to Sharon, "Good." "They've all been to the bathroom, and had a roll, so they shouldn't be any trouble for the first few minutes." "Where's David?" Oscar had gone upstairs to the bathroom, Sharon was relieved that he was not here. "He's up in his room." She hesitated. "He says he doesn't want to go." "What do you mean?" Katie said. "Did he come down for breakfast?" "Oh yes. He came down and ate, he's dressed and everything. He just said he didn't want to go." Katie's green eyes flashed. "The one day that we're all together as a family, and he tries to pull something. What's he up to?" "You'll have to ask him." She had done all she could do in warning Katie. "I don't know." Katie's face set, her chin jutting forward. Laying her purse on the table, she started for the stairs. But on the first step, she hesitated. And then she turned and came back into the kitchen, tapping her balled fist to her chin as she thought. From the upstairs bedroom came the faint sound of the toilet flushing. "Look," Katie said, "you let me handle this." And when Oscar came into the kitchen, she was rummaging through her purse. She glanced up at him. "Why don't you go on out and get the kids settled. I'll be out in a minute." |