"Through the glass doors, Priscilla's car was standing at the curb in a no-parking zone, being eyed by a man in uniform. The police officer smiled and...relaxed when he saw them, for both of them were well-known in the county. Still angry, and somewhat worried, Mark tossed his bag in the back seat and got in on the right side. Priscilla took the wheel."Listen, Priss, if this is one of your tricks-" When have I ever played tricks," the girl said, pulling away. "I know you're under pressure and you. It gave me confidence that Dave was not living in the dark ages.“May I?” I held out my hand.He let me have it and I checked that it was locked with a passcode. That was good. Dave was surprised that I could access the camera without unlocking it, so I showed him how easy it is. Then I asked if he ever took selfies.“No, but my daughter often does.”I took a couple photos of myself. “In case you want something to remember me.”Dave was expecting me to hand his phone back but I took another photo. " "The Camaro convertible is at home, in the garage, and under a cover. It is only driven on special occasions. I'll pick you up in it if you go out to dinner with me." I caught her off guard. She was staggered like fighter caught with a lucky punch. She was definitely not expecting that response from me." "Sure, I guess so, why not." "Great, how about Saturday about seven. By the way, do you know how great that you would look in a silver Mustang convertible with the top down. Your hair blowing. " And all you could think about was going to visit the Grand Canyon," she said. That flat tone was back in her voice."Well? Where else should I go?" You're asking me? I've never been anywhere, Bob. I left Texas and moved to Colorado. That's it. I've been to Pike's Peak. That's it. One mountain. I'm not exactly your world traveler, Bob." Sorry," he said. "I just thought about how I'd never been to the Grand Canyon before," he said."Have you ever been to Pike's Peak before?" His ears pricked up.