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Show Remember? 73 I ' l l get i t , she said, lurching herself and her pack into position to grab for the orange. It eluded her, picked up speed, spun out over the edge and out of sight. She knelt to see i f a bush or ledge had caught i t . It was gone. The drop was sheer. No luck, she reported. Hell, Anne, I was saving that last orange as a reward for our outstanding hiking accomplishment. Now there's no prize all because of my crazy sister. He held her hand and pulled her from her knees. I'm sorry. She wouldn't look at him. I'm always screwing things up. I didn't mean to. Hey, no big deal. Chin up, lady. I was just teasing. Jim thinks I'm crazy, I mean, really crazy. So, that's one of your best qualities. I mean, we really used to do things like that moon experiment, didn't we? Even a few moon-outs from the pickup windows when we drove into town. Her eyes sparked with a trace of mischief as her mood shifted again. Damn, we used to have fun. Mark started to laugh, then laughed some more and slapped his thigh. Moon-out on Main. We really did that, I remember. You'd hide down in the passenger seat until we came to a stopl i g h t , and just before the light turned green, you'd jump up, backside f i r s t, flash i t , and we'd peel out of there, tires screaming. They both doubled over, and their laughter echoed off mesa walls. And Mom thought we were picking up the groceries and buying a soda. He started to cough he was laughing so hard. |