"Well, this is a fine mess you've gotten us into," Jo snarled, fixing her eyes squarely on Bart's face.
Bart lowered his head to avoid her gaze, knowing full well how unhappy she already was about the camping trip he'd planned for their vacation instead of their usual trip to the big city, and now here they were at lake in the middle of nowhere with the truck broken down and out of cell phone service range.
"We might as well set up camp for tonight, and I'll try to figure something out in the morning," he said wearily.
Early the next morning Bart managed to wave down a man in a boat fishing nearby and enlisted his assistance.
Bart settled into his camp chair and smiled as the fisherman headed off to the little store on the opposite shore with Jo, where she could call their son to come and get her, after assuring Bart that he'd be back in three days time to help him fix the truck.
It looked like it was going to be a great vacation after all. :-)
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