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Satisfied with a job well done, Mika dusted off her dress and closed the driver’s side door of the yellow hatchback with a final click.
“I . . .” This was about as much as Lucie could come up with. “Well, I . . .”
Her eyes very round, seven-year-old Altamira said, with perfect gravity, “That was some excellent Mary Poppins shit right there.”
Rosetta gasped. Lucie and Ken turned as one to Ian, who looked more than a little guilty.
And Mika, well, Mika just about died laughing.
“Thank you, Altamira,” she said, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes. “It was rather impressive, if I do say so myself. Now do you think you could show me where I’m going to be staying?”