Chapter 24. Well here is this chapter. I like it and I hope you do too. I hope you will review it. It is the next to last chapter of this story. So I hope you review it. Please.

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Spoilers: It is AU.

Abby was pacing back and forth on the porch. "Are they back yet?" she asked Monica. Monica did not even look up from the book she was reading.

"Do they look like they are back yet?" Monica asked. Tonight was the night of the Street Fair and Kate had made the mistake of explaining what it was to Abby. Abby was now highly excited to go, but Kate and her parents were racing Vitesse.

"No," Abby replied a little less hyperly, "Are they across the line yet?"

"Have you heard the gun yet?" Monica questioned. She had spent enough time with Kate and Abby to know that return questioning was an excellent way to calm Abby down.

Abby thought about it for a moment. "No," she replied. Suddenly there was a bang. "Yes."

"Good that's the first boat," Monica told her, "Find Vitesse and see how far away she is from the line."

"How do you know that Vitesse wasn't first across the line?" Abby asked immediately defensive of her friend.

"Because it is a handicap race," Monica replied, "These boats are all different and all carry more sail then Vitesse. They will beat her across the line, but she holds a prayer for catching them on corrected time."

"Oh," Abby replied not knowing what else to say. She did as Monica instructed and began to search Vitesse out. She found the boat and sat back and watched for a few more minutes until she cross the line. At that exact moment, Monica closed her book and walked over to the pile of stuff at the other end of the porch.

"Want to come pick them up?" Monica offered. Abby nodded enthusiastically and followed Monica out to their motorboat.

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"So are you sure that you want to go?" Kate asked as she, Abby, and Monica walked up the driveway to where the convertible was parked. "I mean I'm kind of tired…"

"NO," Abby said a little louder than was strictly necessary and turning pale.

"Don't tease her," Monica suggested to Kate, "She nearly had an anticipation attack waiting for you. I don't know what you told her, but you might want to take back the part about flying ponies."

"What?" Abby asked pretending to be devastated, "No ponies?"

"There are ponies," Kate told her, "just not any of the flying variety."

"There are really ponies?" Abby asked completely dropping the act and Kate nodded. At that point the three girls climbed into the convertible. Monica was driving this time and she drove them downtown as far as they could get before the street was blocked off. They walked the rest of the way and as the approached, Abby gained her first sight of Vineyard Haven Main St. thronged with people.

"Looks smaller than last year," Monica commented to Kate.

"Sounds smaller," Kate agreed, "Well Monica I am afraid we are going to have to cut you lose." Looking around Kate realized that Monica had already walked away to buy a Cesar Salad from the French Restaurant.

"So how does this work?" Abby questioned her friend looking around and all the booths and all the people.

"Well," Kate explained, "Any store that can afford a booth can have one and we, as shoppers, can walked all up and down the street and examine the highly discounted wares, but food first."

"Where are we going for food?" Abby asked, but Kate just dragged her along the street instead of answering. As they walked Kate pointed out the various food options. Finally she came to stop into the frame of a building that Abby had noticed on their previous foray into town. "Are you going to eat here?"

"Yes," Kate replied, "It has barbecue sandwiches and the money goes to rebuild Moxie."

"Fair enough," Abby told Kate, "I'll take one too please." The two girls ordered their food and went to sit down on one of the side streets leading out of town. Kate was not at all to find that Monica was sitting in the same place. This had been their family's dinner spot at the street fair for as long as either girl could remember.

After they finished eating, they once again broke back into their groups. Monica took off for one of the surf shops and Kate and Abby proceeded to make a methodical course up and down the street.

The booths were filled with different and interesting things and varied greatly by which shop it was. There was clothing, accessories, toy, games, and so many other things that Abby could hardly take them in, let alone name them. The girls meandered up and down the street. Each bought a few little things.

Abby had purchased a model wooden snake for her brother because he had always adored them in the store. She also bought a present for each of her parents. Abby did not particularly see anything that she wanted, but Kate's eye lit on a little glass box. The sides were completely glass and the bottom was a mirror, but the part that Kate loved most was the little stained glass hummingbird picture on the top. Kate bought that and a few other things for her family. As the girls made their way back up the street, but saw a booth that made them both stop dead. They exchanged a look and walked towards it.

"Can I interest you girls in a piece of fudge?" the sales woman asked.

"Yes," they agreed immediately.

"Do you want to split a piece?" Abby asked.

"Yes," Kate agreed, "Chocolate?"

Abby nodded. "We each pay three fifty," she told her friend pulling out her wallet.

"Neither one of us has change," Kate pointed out, "I will pay four and you can pay three."

"But then you have a bigger claimer to the fudge," Abby argued.

Kate rolled her eyes and placed her hand on her heart. "I hear-by relinquish my claim to the extra fudge," Kate stated, "Happy?"

"Very," Abby replied, "We would like one slice of chocolate fudge please." The seller nodded and smiled in bemusement as she handed it over and the girls walked away towards the pony enclosure.

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