"I'll get the car started," Howie said as he beat a hasty retreat outside, thereby ducking any chance of interrogation and leaving behind four bewildered minds, seething with curiosity.
Nebraska. "Possibilities . . . Endless," is the slogan on the state's license plates. I've picked up a couple of the metal symbols to add to my often-useful collection.
I pass farm country, for miles and miles as I travel in my home on wheels. I'm sure some trusting farm folk will leave a door unlocked or a window open for my pleasure, for my endless possibilities. There's time for recreation before my business in Omaha. But I must be ever cautious with my new means of touring about the land. I love my wheeled wonder, my palace on wheels, but it's unique and easily remembered. Perhaps I'll steal a car for interim transportation while I cruise about, searching for a playmate.