"Hugo?"
"Yeah, Lefty?"
"Where are we going?"
"Well, straight to Hell if you believe the mother of the SHUM next door, but I believe that there is a Great Sock Drawer up high in the sky where we go when we finally unravel. It has feet with no calluses and no sandals at all. And lots and lots of 'friendly' scarves..." Hugo had a smug look on his face.
"No, I mean where are we going right now?"
"Oh. Well, we're headed to North Virgina."
"Is that a state?"
"Well, it's a part of a state, Virginia."
"Where is it?"
"Next to West Virginia."
"Is that part of Virginia, too?"
"No, it's a state."
"Huh."
"Yeah."
"So why are we in a FedEx box?"
"It was cheaper than UPS."
"Oh. We used to fly commercial."
"Yeah, but the airlines banned us after the Overhead Compartment Incident."
"That was fun, though. I sure hope that Nate remembers to stay home to accept delivery. I hate it when we get left on the front porch."
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