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After the pre-arranged phone call kicking off the next phase in the plan, Conner hurried outside, stepping into his tennis shoes in mid-leap from the porch (thank you, tactile-telekinesis).
"Uncle Jon!" he called out, "We're on."
"Uncle Jon!" he called out, "We're on."
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Date: 2007-03-31 11:22 pm (UTC)The nearest S-Mart Hardware is on this route about 40 miles from the Kent home. They're supposed to meet everyone at the 30 mile mark. They pass it. Then they pass the turn off to actually get to S-Mart. Then another 5 miles before...
"You sure your lady friend knows where she's at?"
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Date: 2007-03-31 11:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-03-31 11:58 pm (UTC)Conner felt around in his pocket for the cell, flipping it open, and hitting the speed dial for Cassie's number.
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Date: 2007-04-01 03:59 am (UTC)"Kon?"
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Date: 2007-04-01 06:43 am (UTC)These last few words are said with a little embarassment. "I'm so sorry about this."
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Date: 2007-04-01 04:10 pm (UTC)He glanced to Uncle Jon. "They kinda mis-timed the accident," he said. "We've got about thirty miles to go yet."
Speaking back into the phone, he said, "Bart's probably going stir crazy having to stand around and wait. Tell him if he wants, he should zip out to a library and grab a couple dozen books or something. It'll keep him busy till we show up."
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