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“I’ll get my car, we can load these up and I’ll take you guys over to Sara’s for the rest of my cookies?” I expected at least one of them to say no. To suggest to the others that it wasn’t safe to get into a stranger’s car. I mean, they ARE girl scouts. They should be resourceful and all that, but they just lost their minds in happy cheering and agreed.
There was a skip in my step as I made my way back down the parking lot. My phone in hand, I dialed Mr. V. His gruff voice answered, “What?” Someone must be moody since he hadn’t had a new treat in a while. I was about to make his day.