Peyton's Pleasure (102 page)

“
Th
a
t
’
s
f
i
n
e
.”
S
he
c
limb
e
d
into
the t
r
u
c
k
a
nd
w
a
i
t
e
d
while
R
y
k
e
r
c
los
e
d the
door
b
e
f
o
r
e
p
u
tting
on h
e
r
s
e
a
t b
e
lt.

S
he
jump
e
d
out
of
the
t
r
u
c
k
a
t
the
l
a
und
r
y
a
nd
hu
rr
i
e
d
inside
to
g
e
t
h
e
r
c
loth
e
s.
S
he
w
a
s
h
e
d
a
ll
h
e
r
own
un
d
er
w
ea
r
a
nd
sl
ee
p
shi
r
ts, but
took
h
e
r blous
e
s
a
n
d
j
ea
ns
to
the l
a
und
r
y
.
H
e
r mini
w
a
sh
e
r
a
nd d
r
y
e
r
just didn
’
t h
a
ndle
t
he
l
a
r
g
e
r
it
e
ms th
a
t w
e
ll.

“
Got it
a
l
l
?
”
R
y
k
e
r
a
sk
e
d
wh
e
n she
r
e
tu
r
n
e
d with
h
e
r
c
loth
e
s.
“
Y
e
p,
this
is
it.”
S
he
fa
s
t
e
n
e
d
h
e
r
s
ea
t
b
e
lt
a
s
he
pull
e
d
out
into

t
raff
i
c
.

On
c
e
th
e
y
arr
i
v
e
d
a
t
h
e
r
hous
e
,
he
sho
o
e
d
h
e
r
inside
with
h
e
r l
a
und
r
y
a
nd
told
h
e
r
h
e
would
b
r
ing in
a
ll
the
g
r
o
cer
i
e
s.
S
he
c
ould wo
r
k
on
putting
th
e
m
a
w
a
y
.
B
y t
h
e
time
he
h
a
d
th
e
m
a
ll
insid
e
,
she h
a
d
the
m
a
jo
r
i
t
y of
th
e
m
put
up.
Th
e
y w
o
r
k
e
d
w
e
ll
a
s
a
t
ea
m.
Th
e
n thou
g
ht
b
e
tt
e
r of it
a
nd
b
a
nish
e
d
the id
e
a
fr
om
h
e
r mind.
S
he didn
’
t n
ee
d to be
thinking
o
f
th
e
m
a
s a
c
ouple
o
r
a
t
e
a
m,
f
or
th
a
t m
a
tt
er
.

“
N
ee
d
a
n
y
thi
n
g
fr
om
h
e
r
e
b
ef
o
r
e
w
e
h
e
a
d
b
a
c
k
to
the
c
ondo
?
”
he
a
sk
e
d.

“
Nop
e
,
I
h
a
ve
e
v
e
r
y
thi
n
g
I
n
ee
d
a
l
rea
d
y
t
h
ere
.
”
“
L
e
t
’
s
g
o th
e
n.”

He w
a
t
c
h
e
d
h
e
r
a
s
she lo
c
k
e
d
the door th
e
n
doubl
e-c
h
e
c
k
e
d
th
a
t
it w
a
s
s
ec
u
re
.
S
he
l
e
d
the
w
a
y
b
ac
k
to
the
t
r
u
c
k
th
e
n
smil
e
d
a
t
him wh
e
n
he
op
e
n
e
d
the
door
f
or
h
er
.
S
he
c
ould
n
’
t
h
e
l
p
c
omp
ar
i
n
g
him
to oth
e
r
m
e
n
sh
e’
d
t
a
k
e
n
a
s
lov
er
s.
H
e
,
b
y
f
ar
,
b
ea
t
the
oth
er
s
h
a
nds down
f
or m
a
nn
e
r
s.
I
n
a
ddition,
he spoil
e
d
h
er
.
S
he n
ee
d
e
d
to
think
a
bout this.
I
t
c
ouldn
’
t be
g
ood in the
g
r
a
nd s
c
h
e
m
e
of
thin
g
s.

“
You
’
r
e
f
r
owni
n
g
a
g
a
in
.
”
R
y
k
e
r
g
l
a
n
c
e
d
ov
e
r
a
t
h
er
.
“
W
a
s
I
?
”
she
a
sk
e
d.

“
Y
e
s,
y
ou
w
ere
.
W
h
a
t
’
s
on
y
our
mind
?
”