3. Thank you
~~“Steve?” I ask like a question but I know it is him. He is dressed in all black. He is a nice, tall, strong, guy. He’s the one that saved me in the mall. So he’s one of my good friends at the mansion. I wonder if he wants to play the game too.
“Yes it is he,” Steve says in a deep voice.
“Do you need something?” I ask in my angle voice.
“I heard you guys are going on a trip. So I thought I could help.”
“Help with what?”
“You know. Drive the RV. Drive you to the airport. And do what I do now. Be your guys’ bodyguard.”
“Fine. Fine. You can come with us. But what about your family?” Steve has a wife and two kids.
“My wife is going to Florida with the kids to meet their grandparents.
“Oh, Ok,” I smile and give him a great big hug. “You’re a life saver! I didn’t know who could drive an RV on so short notice. You totally saved me. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” we both brake the hug and I go back to counting.
---Later That Day---
“So that’s what Steve said. He’ll be our chaperone and driver,” I finish telling the story to the others. They all look like it’s a great plan.