The Border

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Borje and Nadine finally made it to the border from Germany to Denmark, but were greeted by a border patrol. "How on earth are we getting through that?" Borje exclaimed.

"I think I have an idea," Nadine said, grinning.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Borje questioned.

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"What? NO. I'm not wearing this."

"Just follow my lead," she laughed.

"Bu--"

"Just put it on."

After Borje put on the dress, they headed toward the patrol post. As they approached the patrol the guard stared at them.

"What do you want?" he asked in Danish.

"We need to cross over the border," Nadine responded in Danish. Surprise flashed across Borje's face.

"What's her problem?"

"She's my mute sister. She's not all there," Nadine said.

"Well, you seem to be from here, so I'll let you through," the guard replied, letting them through.

When they were far from the post Borje went to a nearby restroom and changed. When he got out he asked, "How did you learn Danish?"

"What did you think? I have relatives here, but I never learned their language?" she retorted sarcastically.

"I don't know. I guess we should get going."

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