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“Madelyn, please get rid of the babies,” Justin implores her. I’ve counted fifteen babies on the limo seats and floor. Suzy is holding two of them, Madelyn another one, I took another one, but it’s not helping. And the babies are beginning to cry.
“Get rid of the traffic jam, Justin,” she tells him. “We have to get to Bordeaux, not Paris!”
“The babies, Madelyn!”
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As Madelyn descends with her super wheelchair towards the convertible limo, Justin suddenly returns to normal size.
He cups his face in his hands. “This is so embarrassing,” he says.
“Dad, why’d you turn into a baby?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” he says quickly.
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“Grampa, what’s the matter with Dad!” Joy is frightened. “Grandma, why are you laughing?”
“I’m going to die,” he looks at his wrinkled hands. “It’s the end.”
Suzy can’t stop laughing.
“It’s going to be all right, Joy,” I tell her. “It’s going to be all right. It’s just his–”
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“Three!” Master Mind ends his count.
Justin’s face is all clenched in anger at the traffic jam in front of him, the one he had created.
It doesn’t seem that Master Mind is having any influence on him.
Master Mind lowers the rope ladder. “Grab the rope, Little Pirate,” Master Mind says loudly enough for us to hear. “I will take you to safety before this gets out of hand.”
Joy looks at the rope hanging just to the side. She takes Justin’s hand in both of hers. “Calm down, Dad. Calm down. Let’s have a birthday party.”
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We can see Paris through the driver’s window, not more than a few kilometers away.
“This is nice,” Joy lies down on some of the chairs next to Suzy and me. “What kind of a car did you say this is?”
“It’s a limousine,” Justin says impatiently as the driver begins to decelerate approaching the highway.
“Why’d you say ‘limo’ before?”
“Oh, no!” Justin says, looking forward through the window. “God damn traffic jam!”
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Justin is in a bad mood. He turns down Suzy’s idea to eat in Scaramouche, saying he just did that with the two of us. He turns down the idea of any restaurant, since it’s the Dream, and he doesn’t really need to eat.
“Look,” Suzy tells him, exasperated. “I understand you just went through this with the two of us. But we weren’t there. And, you know what, she wasn’t there,” she points to Joy. “How many times is her father going to turn thirty?”
Justin’s annoyance turns milder. “Just this once, Mom.”
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Justin appears on the ship, exactly in the same position as always, right down to the angle of the face and the position of the eyes.
We’re all there, waiting right where we knew would be the first place he looked at, all there, on a deck filled with colorful balloons.
As soon as he appears, Master Mind, Joy, Suzy, and I yell: “Surprise!”
Justin jumps back as a sword appears in one hand and a laser pistol in the other.
He looks around in panic.
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Suzy and I count the hours after Justin disappears.
We’ve talked to Joy ahead of time about what’s going to happen next.
After the initial shock of living in Justin’s dream, of having a granddaughter we never heard of, of going with her and Justin to visit other people’s dreams, of experiencing life-threatening adventures almost at every turn, Suzy started getting used to life here.
One day, a couple of months ago, she started inquiring about the dates. Justin created a calendar for her to hang on the wall in the living room, and she’s been silently marking the days.
Now it was time.
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