Saying Goodbye
With everything else done, it was time to say goodbye to South Dakota and pack away into the travel box. While Xavier lounged about on the couch, Brick tried to help Horace figure out how to get back into the box.
"Horace, what have I told you about packing away in the travel box?" Brick questioned his son.
"Uncle Rocky goes on the bottom because he's the sturdiest?" Horace guessed.
"What?!" Rocky was flabbergasted. "You told him that?" he accused Brick.
Brick laughed. "Well, is he wrong? No, Horace, what I meant was to be careful, courteous, and make absolutely sure you don't kick anyone in the face. Okay?"
Horace agreed and they all got packed away safely in their sturdy box again for the ride home.
~SilverStar-Burst
"Horace, what have I told you about packing away in the travel box?" Brick questioned his son.
"Uncle Rocky goes on the bottom because he's the sturdiest?" Horace guessed.
"What?!" Rocky was flabbergasted. "You told him that?" he accused Brick.
Brick laughed. "Well, is he wrong? No, Horace, what I meant was to be careful, courteous, and make absolutely sure you don't kick anyone in the face. Okay?"
Horace agreed and they all got packed away safely in their sturdy box again for the ride home.
~SilverStar-Burst
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