> At 01:32 PM 8/17/2003 -0500, you wrote: > > >"You bet, Mira. Let's hit Mamma's first... I want to say hi, too. It'll > > >be a bit late for her warm pies, so I know just the place. Then the ship, > > >and then back to Mama's. 'I'll gladly be your beast of burden,' he sings > > >in some loose translation of an old travelling song... "I'll walk for > > >miles 'fore my feet be hurtin'...' and what with you being a doctor and > > all!" > > > > > >Woof squares things with Pasco. "Mind if we chat with him just a bit > > first?" > > > >"Not at all," Mira says with a smile. > > Woof stops and chats with him for a while... "So, what's happened since we > lifted?" After finding out that not much as happened in the past 3 or so weeks, Woof escorts Mira to Mamma Kent's place, trailing along behind the rest of the part that probably has already arrived there. Woof
