Sunday, June 10, 2012

Chapter 4 smidgeon

[A tiny piece from the next chapter]


"Ok, if we're going to do a bit of sleuthing in the Amish community, we've got to have a way of going in without looking suspicious," said Piper.

"Or a jerk," replied Pickles, as she stared out the window at the passing buggy.  "I bet they get tired of people staring at them like they're a chimp in the zoo."

"You mean like you're doing right now?" laughed Piper.

Pickles face turned beet red.  "I'm staring at the horse.  It's beautiful."

"Nice save, chimp-face."

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