“Hey, Jack! Bitty is here,” Snowy called out as Bitty entered the Falconers’ lounge.
“Hi, Snowy. Uh… actually, I’m here for Tater.”
“B!” a booming voice called out from behind them. “Are you ready?”
Bitty smiled broadly, “Sure ‘nough. Do you have everything I told you to pack?”
“Yes, sunscreen, snacks for drive, water, clothes…”
Jack appeared behind them both, “So you two all set?”
Tater nodded with excitement, “Is going to be ‘swawesome. You sure you not coming with us, Zimmboni?”
Jack laughed and shook his head, “No, I’m fine. That’s really not my thing, but I can’t wait to hear all about it.”
Bitty leaned in to kiss Jack and said, “All right, mister. We’ll text you!”
“I’m sure you will,” Jack said.
“Bye guys,” Tater said as he flung his backpack over his shoulder and left the lounge with his arm around Bitty’s shoulder.
“And try to stay out of trouble!” Jack called out behind them.
“No promises,” they replied simultaneously as Jack laughed and shook his head.
Snowy stood next to Jack and said, “That looks like trouble waiting to happen.”
“Definitely,” Jack replied.
“So what’s that all about? Where are they off to?”
“Six Flags. Tater’s never been on a rollercoaster.”
“Just the two of them, running around Massachusetts causing trouble?”
“Just the two of them.”
“Yeah, I’d make sure your phone was on and the ringer set to max volume.”
Jack nodded, “Oh, no doubt.”