“Using the tip from Sally, we followed the car all the way to the entrance of the park but could go no further. *Fifes* Grove Park, like in Barney Fife.”
“Like in Barney *Rubles*,” emphasized Man About Time, fascinated with the new information. He hardly ever emphasized anything in his speech, so mild manner and calm and cool and collected he is. But this seemed different. They had found a way… inside.”
“I thought you might want to know, being second in command of this here chilly town in the mountains.”
“So beige,” said MAT almost religiously. But he understood. “In case something happens to me,” is the unspoken sentiment.
Sunklands 