"Here are your shoes Madeline. At least, that's the bag that was in the backseat." She came out of the restroom tucking her slippery shirt back into a skirt. "I think I'll leave my sneakers on." No one said anything. "Keep up with our youth!" A finger point into a sweater vest. "We do still have Academia in common, correct?"
"Yes m'am," he looked out the window at the City.
"Can you imagine if nations talked to each other like that?" Still processing going for Victory "like hogs at a feed."
"Well, to be fair," my mind struggled with exhaustion, "In the bitter end, the ticket's whole and most people stormed off (i)to heal(i). That's what my own Daddy said to Mom's (i)the truth will set you free(i). Daddy said, "Let the healing begin." People plucked hot dogs from the grill left behind by a couple with ten years of stuff they haven't seen in ten years."
"I want to hear about everything, but we should eat. Then people who need to sleep, can."
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