think hard about your future. This isn't a life for a girl
your age. But for now," he added, seeing my
disappointment, "we'll do what we can."
"Thank you," I said, and went to get my car. He
was waiting outside when I pulled around the
building.
"I can do this fine by myself," he said. "Take
what you need into the motor home, and fix the bunk
for yourself. I'll be right in, and then we'll be getting
started. I'm to be in Phoenix tomorrow night." "I know. I have your schedule."
"You do?"
"You gave it to us last time you were at our
house."
"Oh," he said. remembering, "Yes."
I took out the things I wanted and went into the
motor home. There wasn't much to do to fix the bunk.
I changed into a long nightshirt washed my face. and
brushed my teeth by the time he came back in. "All set." he said.
"Is there anything else I can do?"
"No. Just get some rest."
He got into the driver's seat.
"Are you going to drive all night?"
"A good part of it," he said. "It's how I do it. No
problem for me." he added.
"Okay. Goad night. Uncle Palaver, and thank
you," I said, and crawled up and into the bunk. "'Night," he called. He started the engine and
slowly drove out of the rear parking area.
I lay back in the bunk bed, recalling when I had
slept in it as a younger girl. If it seemed like a big
adventure then, it was certainly one now. The trip and