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"Did Amie make her jump OK?"

"Yeah, no trouble there," says Bina, checking her watch. "She should be catching back up with us… now, I assume. We are at our PTP…"

The three of them look around the tree-lined back alley where they're doing their final prep.

"There she is," says Emmie, pointing. "Down that way."

"Everything OK!?" calls Bina over the patter of rain. Amie looks like she's been running.

"I'm good!" she gasps, leaning on her knees.



"Just. Further than. I thought. To run. From the laundromat!"