JAN FORCED A MOISTENED TOWELEETW FOR HIM WHEN HE COMPLAINED ABOUT STICKY FINGERS. WE HAD SEVERAL HUNDRED YARDS TO GET TO THE MAIN ENTRANCE, BUT WE COULD ALREADY SEE PEOPLE LINED UP TO BUY TICKETS. JAN, WISELY, HAD BOUGHT THEM ONLINE AND PRINTED THE OUT A COUPLE OF DAYS EARLIER. I TOOK OVER STROLLER DUTY WHILE SHE ROOTED IN HER PURSE FOR THEM. WE WERE ALMOST TO THE GATES WHEN JAN STOPPED DEAD. NUTS. WHAT?, THE BACKPACK, SHE SAID I LEFT IT IN THE CAR. DO WE NEED IT I ASKED. IT WAS A LONG TREK BACK TO WHERE WE,D PARKED. ITS GOT PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICHES, AND THE SUN SCREEN. JAN WAS ALWAYS CAREFUL TO GOOP ETHAN UP SO HE DID,NT GET BURN. I,LL RUN BACK. YOU GO AHEAD, I,LL CATCH UP TO YOU. SHE HANDED ME TWO SLIPS OF PAPER- ONE ADULT TICKET AND ONE CHILD- AND KEPT ONE FOR HERSELF. SHE SAID, I THINK THERES AN ICE-CREAM PLACE, ABOUT A HUNDRED YARD IN, ON THE LEFT. WE,LL MEET UP THERE. JAN WAS ALWAYS ON TO DO HER RESEARCH, AND MUST HAVE MEMORISED THE ONLINE MAP OF FIVE MOUNTIANS IN PREPARATION. THAT SOUNDS GOOD I SAID. JAN TURNED AND STARTED BACK FOR THE CAR A SLOW TROT. WHERES MUMMING GOING ETHAN ASKED. FORGOT THE BACKPACK I SAID. THE SANDWICHES? HE SAID. YEAH. HE NODDED, RELIVED.WE DID,NT WANT TO BE GOING ANYWHERE WITHOUT PROVISIONS ESPECIALLY OF THE SANDWICH VARIETY. THE PROLOGUE WILL CONTINED ON THE NEXT PAGE
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