"Okay, bad plan. Though what do we do about theholidays anyway?" Versus Carol's lesbian radar? Oh right now that's easy: you aren'tinvited. You know v...ry well that my mom still hates your mom and doesn'tinvite my exes or my bratty step-kid." Aww, I miss Grandma Em." Sandra gently punched Dafne in faux anger."Though you realize that you aren't invited under that logic, too? Whichof your siblings' exes were you going to pretend to be the step-kid ofthat has Grandma Em's seal of approval still?". If there are others there, I’m not going in. And I can swim rings around you, talk about rescue.”“Rings. As if! I’ll race you across the tank.”“Uh oh! Hear that, Jack? Somebody’s playing a radio at the tank.”“Maybe they’re not at the tank. I can’t hear where the music is coming from”“Yeah, right! They brought a radio out here and dropped it in the wheat. If it’s a radio, it’s in a car. And the only trees to hide a car are around the tank.”“Let’s go see who’s there. You didn’t want to do. ."*SLAP*you whip your hand across my face. "WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT QUESTIONING ME" you yell. "YOU SHOULD BE THANKFUL THAT I PUT UP WITH YOUR SISSY SHIT" Sorry mistress" I sob. "It won't happen again" It better not, or you will be punished" you say. "Now, stop crying. We don't want your makeup to run, not when you look so pretty"I smile gently. "Good girl. Now sit there and be quiet while we head to our destination"After a few minutes, we finally arrive to our destination, which is a seedy run. " Do the best you can to follow the path you did before," Singh halfwhispered. They started making their way in the general direction of theback of Barnes's house. "It's too thick," Jim whispered. "It shouldn'tbe like this," he said again stepping over a clump of blackberry bushesthat fanned out in front of them and blocked their path. Jim wasfamiliar with these strips of faux wilderness. He remembered playing inthem with his friends when he was growing up and he was in completeagreement; this.