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My mother looked at the paper.
“They have a waterpark,” I said. “An indoor one. And an outdoor one. A lazy river. A kids’ club with activities all day. Arts and crafts. Sandcastle building. A pirate ship.”
I looked at Poppy.
She’d come out of my office. In her fox pajamas. Holding her rabbit. Standing in the hallway. Listening.
“And a breakfast buffet,” I said. “Starting at six. Pancakes. Waffles. A chocolate fountain.”
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Poppy’s eyes went wide.
“Everything is paid for,” I said. “Two nights. Both suites. Breakfast included. The shuttle will take you there and bring your cars after.”
I looked at my mother.
“After that,” I said, “you’re free to extend the stay at your own expense. Or go home.”
For several seconds, nobody spoke.
The infomercial played on the TV. But wait. There’s more.
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Then Melissa’s face turned bright red.
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“YOU’RE KICKING US OUT?”
