“Give me a penny,” Wendy said, holding out her hand and looking over
her shoulder. “Hurry!”

“For what?” I wondered, digging into my pants pocket and I only had a
few coins. She made me hop off the loading dock to reach them.

“What are you doing?” our girlfriend wondered with a curious smile on
her pretty face.

“For the train!” Wendy told us and Kylie laughed, kicking her legs
like a little girl as she sat there watching us.

“I don’t have a penny.” I had a couple nickels and a quarter on my
palm.

“These will work!” Wendy …