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Fiction Foundry 13

"Did I hear some of you are planning to go to the Apes' game?" the pastor continued.  "If so, you better hurry.  The opening pitch is at 1:30."

Seizing the opportunity, Mike made his move.  "It's not too far to the stadium. If we left now, we'd have time to walk there."

"Michael, I'm not sure that's a--" Jeanine began...but it was too late.

"Yeah! Let's race!" Mary said as she turned and sprinted for the exit.

Big Mike looked at Jeanine.  "Honey, I'm sure they'll be fine.  Atherton is a safe place."

"Yeah, mom. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease?!" Mike begged.

Her son's puppy-dog eyes were the final straw needed to collapse Jeanine's will-to-resist.

"Okay, okay...I see when I'm beat. Just be careful."

"You got it!" Mike fairly shouted before giving his mother an unusually tight hug.  With that, the kids raced out the church doors and into a brave new world.

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Thirty minutes later, the trio were hot, sweaty, and (with the exception of Mary) considerably less excited about the ballgame.

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