– CHAPTER SIX –
“OK Mr. Shama, so he was in your store getting some exploring equipment and was heading off to the beach. Thanks for your help.”
Mr. Clarke hung up and turned to Jackie. “OK, Jackie, you’ve finished supper. Go over to the beach and tell your bothersome brother to come home for his supper if he doesn’t want to go to bed on an empty stomach.”
Cody dropped a tea towel on a chair.
“I’ll come with you Jack’s.”
“Uh uh Cody”. Mr. Clarke wagged a finger. “Your turn to clean up so jump to it.” Parker stood up rubbing his stomach. “That was the best spag Clarke folks.” Parker turned to Jackie. “I’ll trip with you to look for the little dude Jack’s.” Jackie and Parker left through the back door. A few seconds later, Parker peeked his head back around the kitchen door.
“Say Mr. Clarke, can we take your truck?”
Mr. Clarke glanced up. “Parker, you're thirteen years old!”
Parker raised his eyebrows and pointed a single digit at Mr. Clarke and smiled. “And your point is?”
Mr. Clarke laughed. “Parker, you can’t wait to get behind the wheel of a car can you?”
Parker grinned. “Hey Mr. C. I’ve driven my uncle’s truck at his farm now for three years. I’m a cool driver. Bye.”