Where'd the man go?Back to the ship, muttering something about Operation Terminal Fury. This must be when everyone on the USS Blue Ridge dances to a tune called "Hawaii Time" and then they frown in unison and throw all their computers in the Pacific Ocean.
That sounds fun! Did the boy go with him?
No. The boy qualified for the Far East track meet so he flew to Okinawa yesterday morning. He gets to miss three days of school plus the Senior-Parent Appreciation Dinner and the Scholarship Assembly.
So poor Peevish has to go the dinner and assembly all by herself?
Oh, she'll be too busy cleaning our litter box and negotiating a senior dues refund to squeeze those events into her schedule.
Don't be so catty. It's unbecoming.
Say! Why don't you grab that ball of yarn to distract her so I can stick my head through that magic loop thing and pull the socks off the knitting needles?
Great idea. Maybe then she'll quit with the counting and get back to reading A Tree Grows in Brooklyn so we can find out what happens to Francie Nolan.
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