Dwin, seated in the front passenger seat,
watches the Dodger Fanatic woman gesturewildly and talk non-stop as she drives.
"It is going to be cold out there, altitude
and all, but don't worry because I'm always
thinking and I thought you two may not be
prepared for it so I brought two of my boy-
friend's sweaters along. Just do your best to
not get them dirty. My boyfriend is a cow
about his clothes being clean and I really
won't have time to do any laundry before he
notices that I borrowed them. So just do your
best, boys. Okay?"
Both, "Okay."
Higgs, seated in the back, leans forward,
"Where are we going?"
"To the edge of the other world."
"Is it off the 10 freeway?"
The Dodger Fanatic laughs hysterically
and then, "You're a funny one."
Higgs smirks, "Thank you."
Dwin sincerely asks, "Where is the edge
of the other world?"
"Today it will be at," she reaches into
her bag and pulls out a portable GPS.
She squints, "Can barely see a thing
without my glasses. Let's see...
latitude 33°53′ 2.2" North -
longitude 116° 57' 57.3" West.
Check it out." The Dodger Fanatic
tosses her handheld to Dwin.