" Well, you can take it off," Mike said. "They've got to be halfway back to L.A., now." Are you sure?" she said, sitting up."They were so glad to have...someone drive them to the airport that they gave me two hundred bucks," Mike reported. "I deserve an Oscar for the line of bullshit I fed them. Those two aren't likely to ever be back here again." What did you tell them?" she asked.Mike laughed out loud. "I haven't had that kind of fun in a long time. I'd sure like to have seen Harold and LeRoy.. I turned back to look at the mice through the mirror.A few moments later I heard her say to the table, ‘Oh, you don’t want him do you? Let’s make sure’ She bent over enough to bump against me in the narrow aisle. ‘Oops,’ she said with a little smile as I looked up at her, and then she did something that blew me away!She straightened up, moved her right foot gently over the baby mice, and grasped them with her toes. She picked up her leg, swatting me in the head with the bottom of her skirt, and. We didn’t have much money as we were both in school, so we planned on staying with them in their motor home.After dinner, we went back to their place and they suggested we all go for a swim. This sounded like a great idea as I love the water. So we all went to the pool and swam for about an hour until the sun was well down. His parents excused themselves and said they were headed to bed and that left just the two of us.We sank into the Jacuzzi and sat for a few minutes before he pulled me over. Dan always used the same taxi driver and recognised the car in the distance. Swerving to miss the numerous potholes on the sand and dirt road, it entered the square spinning up plumes of sand. Getting out of the taxi Ray paid the driver, grabbed their bags, and made their way into the garden of sand. Stopping just inside, Ray and Bridget eyed the garden and its fruit trees growing around the edge of the whitewashed walls."How the hell can you grow fruit trees in sand?" Ray said nudging.