The Plot Of Your Life

by R.W. Alan

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“My Wubwat!” May shouted.

“I’ll get it back eventually,” Casey whispered to William, handing him the trash.
“Until then, you’ll be my Care Bear.”

She hugged and kissed him.

“I wish you didn’t have to work tonight.”

“Me too. But the bills don’t pay themselves.”

“Ugh. Who needs electricity or heat? We need Dada here to protect us.”

“You’re better off with me gone. I’d jump out the window at the first sign of
trouble.”

“You’re my superhero,” she said, kissing him again. “Do I have time to get cleaned
up?”

“Yeah, I’ve got a little time. Let me take this out first.”

He dropped the trash outside, then returned. Casey ran to the bathroom to wash up.

William sat beside May, who handed him the remote.

“TeeVee!” she shouted, bouncing up and down. “TeeVee!”

He turned it on. “What do you want to watch? News? Weather?”

“Boohs Coos.”

He pressed play. The Blue’s Clues tape started up, same as always.

“I wonder if there will be different clues this time,” he muttered.

Casey came out as Steve found clue two. She changed into pajamas and sat down as
Steve discovered the final clue.

“Did he solve it yet?” she asked.

“He’s just about to,” William joked. “Shh, we don’t want to miss it.”

Casey laughed. She was probably more sick of the show than he was. Once, May had
found the blue paint and left clues around the house. They still hadn’t gotten all

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