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Show in my father's house/ 239 Which suited me fine; I wanted to get a little quick fishing in before I go back. You sure you want to go to school today, Danny?" "Is that all?" I asked, disappointed. "Not by any means." Saul leaned back in his chair. "Aunt Elsa got rolling first, but picked up a convoy of police cars before she hit Main Street. So she came back to her house and sent one of her kids over asking what to do." "I've seen this trick performed a hundred times in movies, and it's the main principle of fly fishing and duck hunting, so you wouldn't expect modern policemen to fall for it. But I didn't know what else to do but to set up a decoy. I arranged for Harvey and Aunt Elsa to wait until I had time to get out of town before they headed for Salt Lake. Then I pulled my car around front and deliberately went into Aunt Rachel's. I put on one of Daddy's panama hats then sneaked into the house, knowing that cop was watching every move I made. Then I took a couple of boxes of trash and carried them out to the car. A few minutes later, I pulled away from the house, leaving my lights off until I hit Main Street, so that I looked really suspicious." Saul grinned rakishly. "That hooked him, all right. By the time I hit the outskirts, I had three police cars behind me. I kept them at bay for about three miles, then swerved onto a dirt road we used to take hunting." "I was afraid they'd find me, but by then I had my lights out again and I didn't hit the brakes, so they had no clue. They just headed down the highway, all three sirens screaming." Saul chuckled and then laughed outright. "While all three of Wells' finest were chasing me around in the tules, Harvey and Aunt Elsa 'ere well on their way to Salt Lake." He grinned and stretched. |