His wife buckled her briefcase.
"And you have to let him tell you if it's good or bad news," the other "babysitter" told.
"I don't have to do anything."
"Okay."
"That's okay."
"You two sound just like him. Here," she dug into her purse, "Take these and go re-find your selves."
Two passes to a mystery show at Dollywood. Our mouths fell open.
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