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Show By Dorothy Boys Kilian ROGER TOOK one hand off the wheel of the convertible and started to put It around Sue's waist. She edged away. "It takes two hands to drive on these snowy roads," she explained, laughing nervously. ' w Why had she drawn away, she wondered. Mightn't she have expected ex-pected Roger to be pretty crxky? Maybe it was because she felt guilty as she saw that they would soon be passing Grandma Mason's farm. She remembered the scene at her home several nights ago. "Oh, Johnny, I'm sorry, but I won't be able to go with you this New Year's Eve." Johnny, her acknowledged escort ever since they had been Juniors in high school, looked incredulous. "But, Sue, we always go out to Grandma's watch party. Hasn't it been fun other years?" "Yes, it has," Sue had agreed. "But Roger Tremaine you know, the boy whose folks come to that big lakeshore cottage every summer sum-mer wrote to ask me to spend New Year's Eve with him. His family is coming up for a country holiday." "We're running Into a snowstorm," snow-storm," Roger exclaimed as they suddenly became engulfed in a "We're running into a snowstorm," snow-storm," Rsger exclaimed. swirling white cloud. We'd better put the top up." He pressed the proper button, but nothing happened. Then he swerved the car over to the edge of the road, got out and tugged at the folded-back canvas. "Frozen shut!" he growled disgustedly. Roger climbed back into the car and ..raced the motor. The . wheels spun helplessly. "Now what!" he groaned. "You got out of the track when you pulled over," Sue said. "Look out, or we'll sink in so deep we'll never get out." But Roger stubbornly continued to press his foot on the accelerator, accelerat-or, while the wheels settled farther and farther down into the snow. "I give up," he said finally. JJFTER A FEW moments of un-" un-" comfortable silence Roger grumbled, "That's the trouble with this God-forsaken part of the country. coun-try. If we were anywhere around Chicago a hundred cars would have come along by this time." "Yes, but most of them wouldn't stop; and we'd be spattered with dirty slush instead of covered with clean, white snow," Sue snapped. "Say," Roger interrupted excitedly. excit-edly. "A car is coming. See those lights glimmering way down the road?" "It's Johnny!" Sue screamed, her voice shrill with relief. "For the lova pete," Johnny boomed, climbing out into the road. "Are you two trying to commit com-mit suicide or something?" Sue laughed hysterically and practically hugged his outstretched arm. "Roger's car is stuck, the top is stuck " "And now I'm stuck with two extra ex-tra passengers," Johnny finished. "Well, climb aboard, everybody. I can take you only as far as Grandma's, Grand-ma's, though. I wouldn't venture any farther than that tonight, even in old faithful here." He patted a battered fender lovingly. "That's plenty far enough for me," Sue exclaimed. She was already al-ready climbing into the front seat." "You'll find another robe in the back seat," she said firmly, as Roger started J 15. turn the front door handle. Johnny looked at Sue, and a slow happy smile spread over his face. "Sure, Roger, hop in," he said heartily. "On second thought, I guess I'll stay until you send a truck back; might not be able to find the car again in the drifts." Roger smiled weakly. "Could I borrow one of those robes, though?" "Sure thing." Johnny climbed into his car and handed out a heavy one. "It'll only be a few minute's min-ute's wait." As the motor began to roar.'sTie slid over and put her arm through Johnny's. "1 hope you've made mistakes sometimes, too," she said falterlngly. "Listen, darling," Johnny answered an-swered warmly, giving her hand a squeeze. "Didn't you ever hear that all's well that ends well?" |