TravlinBug'z

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Then, in a stroke of genius, Sam leaned toward my ear and said, “You could switch the tags.  The trunks look an awful lot alike to me.”  “Sam, you always come through in a pinch !” Taylor and Travis said.  It was a great idea, so after prying the tags off of each of the trunks, we changed one for another.  “Perfect match,” said Sam.  “We agree,” we all agreed.” “Now,” I added, “let’s get out of here before Mother and Father

wake up and find me missing. As we made our way through the dark to the stairs, I could hear the Bug'z buzzzing in a highly animated conversation, but could not make out what they were saying. Years later, I still wish I could have known what they were saying. To this day it is still a secret. When we reached the top of the old wooden stairs, I pushed open the heavy door.

I could see nothing but the moonlight dancing on the water.

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