Chapter 8. This chapter did not go where I intended it to go, but I think it turned out all right. Actually it is really amusing…I think…. I am now going to stop rambling and let you read the chapter…Enjoy.
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Spoilers: Eight chapters in and it is still AU…shocker.
"What shall we do today, Grasshopper?" Abby asked Kate as they sat on the porch.
"Since when did I become Grasshopper?" Kate asked without lowering the piece of the paper she was reading.
"Since five minutes ago," Abby replied with her usual conclusive argument. She tried to grab the paper out of Kate's hands, but Kate pulled it away at just the wrong moment. Neither one knew exactly what happened over the next collection of seconds, but it resulted in Kate and Abby on the floor and the paper flying out the window.
"Anna hasn't read the paper," Kate said, "That is her favorite section."
"Is that bad?" Abby asked looking at Kate.
"That is very bad," Kate replied and the two girls were off sprinting down the stairs and onto the lawn. As they reached the grass in front of the house, they both pause looking around and searching for any signs of the paper. Neither one could see it.
"Alright, listen up, people," Abby announced, "Our fugitive has been on the run for ninety minutes."
"Actually it is probably closer to one or two," Kate corrected.
"Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is 4 miles-per-hour," Abby continued pacing up and down in the grass.
"And given that this is a newspaper flying over the ground that is relevant how?" Kate asked watching Abby.
"That gives us a radius of six miles," Abby called to Kate, who shook her head.
"If it was that much we would be better off just buying a new paper," Kate pointed out, "Because we would never find it."
"What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area," Abby said continuing with her Tommy Lee Jones speech.
"You know," Kate told her, "I am really regretting showing you that movie." She and Abby had movie nights every couple of weeks during the school year and sometime that spring they had watched "The Fugitive."
"Checkpoints go up at fifteen miles," Abby said ignoring Kate's comment.
"Your foot is on fire," Kate told Abby serenely because the girl had tuned out all her other comments. Kate did not actually mind the speech but Abby would be disappointed if she met no opposition. The speech was only fun if it got a reaction out of the audience.
"Your fugitive's name is," Abby faltered and looked at Kate for help.
"Oh now you want my input," Kate muttered sarcastically, "The Boston Globe's front section."
"You read the front section?" Abby asked wrinkling her nose a little. Abby read the comics, but not anything else. If she wanted new she listened to the radio or looked it up online somewhere or asked Kate
"Yes," Kate replied, "Now will you finish the speech so we can go get this wanted fugitive?" Several minutes ago, she noticed the paper sitting on the beach right in front of her.
"Yea," Abby replied. The entire connversation had been spoken in low voices so now she switched back to her announcer voice.
"Thank you," Kate told her watching the newspaper blow into the seawall that separated their beach from the neighboring beach.
"The Boston Globe's front section," Abby yelled, "Go get him."
Kate doubled over laughing because at that particular moment a pair of beach walkers passed the house, and were a little alarmed by Abby's loud exclamation. Abby looked from Kate to the beach walkers and began babbling in meaningless Spanish. The beach walkers looked even more alarmed and took off.
"Very good job," Kate commended once she had finished laughing, "Very good job." She paused. "Do I want to know why you have that speech memorized?"
"No," Abby said after considering, "Probably not."
"But you are going to tell me anyway," Kate realized, "aren't you?"
"Awe you know me too well," Abby told Kate, "Well I looked it up because I was really bored and felt like memorizing it would be beneficial."
"I would ask you how you considered that to be possibly beneficial but I don't really want to know," Kate said in one breath, "So don't tell me."
"Alright," Abby recanted, "I will spare you that."
"Thank you," Kate said sincerely, "Now let's go get the wanted fugitive that was on the beach during the entire speech."
"Are you mocking my speech?" Abby asked mock seriously.
"Yes, I am," Kate said nodding. They walked down onto the beach and towards where the newspaper was sitting. Kate was about to pick it up, but the wind caught it again and blew it out over the water. Kate and Abby watched in horror, but to their relief the paper blew up against the dock and was blown against a piling.
Kate and Abby both walked a little faster over to the dock and walked towards the paper. Kate got their first and she grabbed the paper. Carefully counting she made sure everything was there.
"Okay I think we are good," Kate said folding the newspaper and putting it under her arm. She walked out to the end of the dock and looked over the water. It was a clear blue day.
Abby followed her to the end of the dock and looked at Kate and at the water. It would be quite easy to push Kate in from right here. "Are you wearing anything non waterproof," Abby asked. She did not want to be responsible for destroying Kate's cell phone or I pod.
"No I am not," Kate said without looking out at the water, "Are you thinking about pushing me in."
"Maybe," Abby admitted.
"Don't," Kate told her. She was still staring out over the water and seemed to show little to no concern for the concept of Abby pushing her in.
"Why not?" Abby asked.
"Because," Kate said still not turning to face Abby, "you'll regret it. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life."
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