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We’re Trapped, See – Page 3

“Well, pray about it. Then see what happens. That’s all I can say.”

“Thanks.”

“I’ll be praying for you too.”

“And do me one more favor?”

“Name it.”

“Don’t tell anyone that I was even thinking this.”

“Not a soul.” Noah said, leaving. As he pulled out, the bus carrying Kristin pulled up. I went to the door, and she came inside. I watched her go up the stairs, and thought about my previous conversations. My thoughts were distracted, although, by Tracy and Tricia, who had just come up from the basement, still in their swimsuits. They were drying their hair off, and chatting as they went upstairs to change. I heard the shower turn on, and I just shook my head. I looked at David.

“Swimming: The only sport where you get wet because you got wet. You would think that after being immersed in water all this time that they wouldn’t want to get back in it. But no! They have to get the water off them!” David just grinned. A little while later the girls came back down, and their hair was all wet. Tracy came over to me, and put her arms around me. Her hands were cold. “You’re freezing!”

“I know.” She went to kiss me.

“Not a chance.” I said. I picked her up and carried her in my arms over to the couch next to the fire. I picked up a blanket and put it over her. She smiled, and I sat down next to her while she shivered. “Ready to go out tonight?” She nodded, shakily, to the affirmative.

“Well, I must be running along.” Tricia said. She went to the closet, got her coat, and left the house. Kristin came down the stairs and over to David.

“Could you and Aunt Karin take Katie and me sledding down the hill tonight, Uncle David?”

“I don’t see why not. Is that okay with you, Adam?”

“Sure.” I said. Kristin went to the phone and told Katie that she could come over that night. “Make sure you get all your homework done first!” I said, as she went up the stairs.

“Well, I best see what Karin’s up to.” David said, walking out of the room and into the kitchen.

“You don’t have to go tonight if you don’t want to.” I told Tracy.

“But I want to be with you.” Tracy said.

“But it could be dangerous. There is no telling what could happen tonight.”

“I want to be with you,” she said, staring right into my eyes.

“All right then.” I said, looking at her. We kissed, and I went upstairs to catch a brief nap.

Dinner came and went, and afterwards, Tracy and I were again made up. “Who is that coming down the stairs?” I asked David.

“Some Hollywood star, I think.” He replied.

“Oh, you two stop it.” Tracy commented.

“Are you ready, doll?” I asked her.

“Quite.” She said, changing voice to the squeaky one. The “muscle” arrived, and we went out to the car, and over to the night club. Walking in, I went over to my table once again. Tracy came over and sat on my lap. She fed me the food off my plate.

“Don’t lay it on too thick.” I whispered to Tracy. She slapped me across the face, got up, and walked toward the ladies room.