Twisty Tails
A Zootopia / Morgan the Corgi / Sheath n Knife fan fiction

By Dan 1966

Morgan the female pup Welsh Corgi ( c ) ShaneAndCo from Inkbunny
Alex the Male wolf cub ( c) Harmarist and Kittaness Sheath and Knife comics
Zootopiaverse (c) Disney Corperation 2016
Kimba the White Lion, Speedy, Kitty and Dash (c) Osamu Tezuka 1954
Bill the Tiger, Legoshi the Wolf, Haru the rabbit and Luis the Red Deer (c) Beastars 2020 Paru Itagaki
Fireball, Rudolph (c) Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer 1963
Sharkwolf. Ownership of Cocofoxx from Ink Bunny
Jaden the fox from “The Closer” gay furry comic

This fan fiction not for monitary gain by the author. All rights respected.

Chapter 18

Day Three

2:50 pm
The Marshlands
Sea Knight ZPD patrol boat “Iron Mikes" number 7

      The voice came over the boat’s CB radio with a crack! “All patrols, all stations this is Lieutenant Hopps! Disregard suspect apprehension notice! Disregard suspect apprehension notice! Possible decoy, suspect is still at large! Repeat! Suspect is still at large!”

      Cecil Green grabbed his own shoulder mic and called to the two wolves sweeping one of the small marsh islands in the River Andwin. “Storch? Danny? Message from our land lovers...suspect is still at large, go to guns high.”

     Storch and his partner raised up their stunner and net rifles and walked shoulder to shoulder slowly orbiting around each other in order to sweep and cover their blind spots...

     “Affirm skipper.” Dan said into his mic softly. “We don’t even know if the bastard will show up here.”

      “Quit the bitching and just keep tight.” Storch replied with a huff as he pushed his own radio setting button. “Valiant? Snorky? You two ears on?”

      The Sea Lions had just passed each other by as they ran circles around the small marsh island....”Yeah, we copy.” Valiant replied. “A decoy, keep our eyes sharp...”

      “Anything in the last few minutes?” Dan asked Valiant.

      “Nothing but clear water and some tasty trout.” Valiant replied. “Hey Snorky? Before we go back to the boat, pick up dinner.”

       “Can’t.” Snorky replied. “My catch license is expired.”

       “Chripes....I have to do everything don’t I?” Valiant replied which had Dan and Storch chuckling...

       “Now we’ll have to listen to those two love birds cuss each other out? At least we won’t be too board walking around here huh?” Storch snickered.

        “The only way this sucker is going to be on this little spot is if he or she pre-set themselves.” Dan growled.

         The “Iron Mike” was on the north side of the small island running to the west away from Dan and Storch. The bow gunner, The snow leapard Tersol was sweeping the north bank with his weapon when something flashed bright enough to catch his interest....

        Tersol tapped his radio head set....”Skipper! Turn us around, I just saw something on the shore line about a mile back!”

        “Renwald? Hard about 180.” Cecil said as he waved his paw at his helms-mammal. Cecil clicked his radio switch...”Everyone ears up...our bow gunner just saw something.”

        The “Iron Mike” turned sharply in the water and flew back down her wake trail until Tersol waved his arm over his head....”RIGHT HERE SKIPPER!”

         As the boat came to a stop...Tersol leaped from the foredeck and landed on the shore of the island where he ripped away a clump of foliage that obscured a small single mammal boat...

        “Skipper?!” Tersol called out as Cecil came out of the control cabin. “Got a boat here!”

        Cecil’s helms-mammal, Renwald (Otter) came up behind him. “It could be a fellow Mustades skip.”

       “Since when would they hide a boat?” Cecil replied. “I’ve never known any of our kind who didn’t worry about their boats being stollen.”

       Cecil grabbed his shoulder mic....”Ok every one....Danny, Storch, Val, Snork....stay sharp, we found a boat covered in brush and it’s nothing an otter would use.”

       Storch looked at Dan...”And you were saying about pre-planning?”

       Dan tightened his grip on his own rifle...”Slick bastard. And he had to pick this little plot of land?”

       Cecil turned to Tersol....”Tersy? Get back on the bow gun please?” He said as he pushed Renwald towards the control cabin...”Fire us up but take it slow Ren.....about.....five knots.”

       Cecil then switched his radio....”Central? This is Sea Knight Seven “Iron Mike” we’re in the River Andwin one mile South of Precipitation Ave. We’re sweeping a marsh island in the center, we may have indications of our serial suspect being present. Request two additional boat units speed to our position and an overhead drone ASAP.”

       Ben Clawhauser replied. “Affirm....sending out the call right now Seven...be extremely careful.”

Day Three
4:20pm
The Hopps Family Farm

        Nick opened the passenger side door of the car and lifted Jackson onto his shoulders. “Now? A choice Jackson....dinner first or nap time first?”

       “Mmmmmm? Nap!” Jackson said as he rubbed his paws through Nick’s head tuft!

       “Easy there Tiger! I don’t want to drop you on your head.” Nick said as he walked up the stone walkway to the front of the house. He didn’t get close to the door before a young adult rabbit came out. It was Serry...Judy’s older brother by a brood...

      “You better stop there Nick.” Serry said waving a paw. “There’s a parson in there from Thumpervalle and he’s not a happy bunny of the cloth. Apparently he knows you and he saw you with a little shell game table.”

      Jackson’s little jaw dropped....”Oh.....snit.”

      Nick winced....”Jackson?! That was a very naughty word! What did I tell you about saying very naughty words in front of me or Mommy?”

     “Um?” Jackson tapped his head with thought....”Right now? I think you’re the one about to eat soap Daddy.”

     Serry huffed. “How could you Nick?! Your own child?! How could you! Shame on you Nick Wilde!”

      Nick sighed....”Yes....yes, I freely admit it. I lied to my son and enlisted his sweet innocence in my terrible criminal act. I am a disgrace to my family, to my daring wife, to the ZPD and to all fox-dum...”

     “NICK WILDE!” Stu Hopps’s angry voice bellowed from inside the rabbit house. “GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW WITH OUR GRANDSON!”

     Nick lowered his ears as he slinked into the dining room where Stu and Bonnie sat pouting with a big fat rabbit standing by them dressed in the traditional Quaker clothing of a “Parson of Frith”...

     “I shouldn’t be surprised.” The Parson bellowed. “You can never take the sly out of any fox. Did you honestly think Nicholas Wilde that you could do such a low down thing as use your child as part of a ill gotten game of gambling and not be detected or found out?!”

      Bonnie sounded very upset...”Nick! You’re a police officer! What possessed you?! And our Grandson! Nick! Our grandchild?! Nothing could have made us more angry! You’re lucky the Parson doesn’t call the ZPD on you for this!”

      Stu waddled up to Nick’s chest....”I am....I am THIS CLOSE! THIS CLOSE TO CALLING MY DAUGHTER! UGH! NICK....NICK I AM SO UPSET RIGHT NOW AT YOU!”

      The Parson walked up to Nick and extended his arms...”Give that little precious kitten to me. You have made yourself a mammal unworthy to even lay a finger on such a sweet and innocent child.”

      Nick sagged...slowly he grabbed Jackson and handed him to the parson. “I’m sorry Jackson...your Daddy is a very, very bad mammal.”

     The Parson snorted as he held Jackson...”Hmph.....so typical the un-repenting behavior of a shifty, sly and un-trustworthy fox.”

      Jackson growled....then bit the Parson on the ear! poked him in the eyes and as the big rabbit dropped him?.....Jackson bounded off the floor with his feet and slammed home with his head.....

     Right into the Parson’s privates!

     “Ooof!” The big rabbit winced and groaned as his “knockers” took a pounding! “Mother of Prince Rabbit......damn it......”

      The big rabbit crashed onto his side as Jackson screamed at him. “I’M PART FOX YOU STUPID FAT BUNNY!”

      Bonnie and Stu were shocked as Jackson backed up against Nick....”NO ONE’S TAKING MY DADDY! NO ONE’S GONNA HURT MY DADDY! TOUCH MY DADDY AND YOU GET ICED!”

      Nick stood waving his paws....”Now Son?! Now Jackie? Calm down now....”

     “EXCUSE ME? I’M TALKING!” Jackson snapped back!

     Nick shrugged his shoulders...”He got that from his mother, that’s not my fault.

    Jackson stomped up to the Parson...”If you knew my Daddy was doing something bad? Why didn’t you stop him?! Hmph! Seems bunnies are stupid enough anyway to play a silly game when the fox is playing it huh?”

     Stu looked at the Parson...”Say? Why didn’t you step in Parson? If you know Nick was running a gambling game then why didn’t you put a stop to it?”

     “Because he hates foxes.” Jackson growled. “Which means he hates me too!”

     Stu turned to Nick. “Where’s that money Nick?”

     Nick produced the banded wad of cash. “Four thousand Zoo bucks total. Two grand is my own, I swear it Stu.”

     Stu gestured his paw....”Give me one grand Nick.”

     Nick took a grand from his roll and gave it to Stu who turned to give it to the Parson. “Now Parson? This isn’t a pay off as much as a donation for the good of the poor. I’d say your lack of action and the lack of brains of some of those rabbits sort of cancels things out. Now by the cloth? You must swear never to tell anyone about this incident... no one or I’ll make sure a lot of bunnies are made aware that you allowed them to get scammed. As for Mister Wilde? Well he’s family business...not yours.”

      As Bonnie showed the parson out, Stu walked up to Nick but found Jackson standing with his arms out with a defiant pout on his face...

      “Sigh”....”My he sure takes after his mother.” Stu said half smiling. “Move aside Jackie, I’m not going to kill your father.....Nick? I am so upset with you...but? Jackie did it again the sweet little bugger. I want that three grand.”

      “Um? One grand Stu.” Nick replied.

      “I don’t care if the other two grand are yours.” Stu snorted. “I said... give me all of it or I will call Judy and then step back and watch the fire works.”

      Nick handed over the roll of bills. “Now...I’m going to put this money in a nice safe bank account for our grandson’s future. Don’t you EVER.....EVER...put Jackie in one of your hustles again Nick or next time? Bonnie and I will take him and you can explain to our daughter why. Are we square on this Nick?”

     Nick sighed...”Yes Stu.”

     Stu then petted Jackson on his head....”My my....some bunnies are dumb as rocks aren’t they? You’re just as devious as your daddy.”

    “I’m gifted.” Jackson replied with a toothy grin. “You’re not going to skin my Daddy are you Gammy?”

     “No? But I think he deserves a good spanking, don’t you?” Stu replied.

     Jackson turned to look at Nick with a face only Damien from the Omen movies could love. “Yeah...with a big switch.”

Day Three
3:12 pm
The Marshlands
Sea Knight ZPD patrol boat “Iron Mikes" number 7

      Cecil’s voice cracked over Dan’s shoulder radio....”Dan? Storch? Sitrep.”

       “Nothing Skipper.” Storch replied. “We’re moving like snails in glue, nothing so far.”

       “We have back up coming. Everyone....”

"THWACK!”

        Something suddenly smacked a nearby tree and caused the police wolves to dive for the dirt!

        “Skipper! We’ve been fired upon!” Dan yelped!Storch looked at Dan...”And you were saying about pre-planning?”

       Dan tightened his grip on his own rifle...”Slick bastard. And he had to pick this little plot of land?”

         “Damn....no crack! Fricken silenced weapon!” Storch looked at the strike in the tree. “Came from about 200 degrees...”

         "THWACK!”"THWACK!”"THWACK!” Three more shots struck the tree as the wolves turned into their feral forms....

         “He’s got a problem with that tree.” Dan growled.

         “Something’s a little screwy with this.” Storch growled.

         “On three?” Dan snarled as he dug his paws in for leverage to get that instant burst of running speed. “I’ll go right, you left?”

          “Got it bro. Be careful.” Storch replied as he too got low to the ground for the charge, his mouth drooling saliva from the anticipation of going “Old school” on a bastard.

          “One......” Dan counted as another bullet cracked over his head. “Two......THREE!”

          The two wolves bodies exploded with a burst of canid speed! Their teeth in full display from their gape’d mouths as they focused all their canid senses on where the target might be! Ears sharply tuned, eyes slit’d and “zoned in”, emotions red hot with lupin murder lust. Hopefully the target was there...these two sons of Luna wanted bloody butt between their canids!

         They came screaming in from the left and right against a bush where their senses detected the clicking of a rifle bolt and they struck with such force the one wolf bounced off the other and they both went tumbling and “yiping” over the ground from their combined impact!

          Storch recovered quickly and ripped away the foliage cover from the spot to reveal a remote controlled rifle set up on a tripod?!

          “Oh fluck me!” Storch yelped! He turned to run towards Dan when something smashed into his left shoulder and spun him like a top to a crash landing in the dirt!

         “Storch?!” Dan barked as he scrambled to his fallen partner and fumbled for his shoulder radio and rifle....”SKIP! STORCH IS DOWN! OFFICER DOWN! ACTIVE SHOOTER!”

          Cecil snatched his own weapon and bounded onto the deck of the Iron Mike as he grabbed his shoulder radio...”Central! I have a wounded officer, an active shooter at my location, where’s my damn back up?!”

         Ben Clawhauser replied....”Boats nine and three are incoming about two mikes (minutes) out. Chopper SWAT is airborne, five mikes out. Chief Bogo says you are clear on lethal I say again...you are clear to go hot with lethal!

         Cecil snapped into his radio...”Dan? Dan, give me a fricken heading and i’ll light the damn island up.” The angry otter said as he motioned to his deck gunner to prime up the M-60 machine gun on his multi-weapons lintle mount. “Dan? Where is this clock sucker?”

          Storch grimaced against the pain....”Gawdess this fricken hurts!”

         “Skipper? I’m not clear on a direction, you have no joy for a rock n roll concert, save the amo.” Dan pulled a bandage from his belt bags and pushed it against Storches wound...”It’s clear through you buddy and judging by the blood flow it didn’t hit a vital...”

          “Yeah.....well it hit so it still sucks ass.” Storch growled. “Come on Dan? You’ve got sweeter eyes than me...find that mother flucker and “bag” him please?”

          Dan grabbed his radio....”Val? Snorky? You two had better cover the top end of the island, this snit head’s shooting from that direction and he may have another way to get out of here we didn’t see.”

         “How’s Storch?” Val asked.

          “How do you think I am right now bubble.....”

“BANG! ZING!” A crack of a rifle and a bullet zipped over Storch’s snoot! “DAMN!”

      Dan reacted automatically....”Gatta!Gatta!Gatta!Gatta!” He banged off a few rounds from his rifle in the direction of the shot! “Iron Mike! Direction zero four to zero eight six! Light it up!”

      Tersol on the bow gun lintle swung his M-60 machine gun around and cut off a furious volley of tracer and hot lead between the compass calls Dan made to the boat!

      Dan got on top of Stroch, covering him with his own body as the M-60‘s bullets chopped the hell out of the brush, the trees and any unfortunate thing along the way! “Sheesh! Plow the fricken road!” Dan snapped into his radio!

       “STOP! STOP!” Cecil yeld at Tersol as he saw the two back up boats scream around a bend in the river and heard the “loach" SWAT chopper scream overhead....

       “Val? Snorky? Anything? Anything at all?” Cecil asked the seals.

       “Nothing skip.” Valiant replied. “The sucker must have a good long gun because he’s not on the island.”

        Cecil ran to the stern to signal the other two boats....”One of you guys go aground here and help my crew-wolf who’s been shot! The other one get to the other side of this fricken river and hunt that bastard down! Be careful, he probably has a damn good rifle.”

         Cecil grabbed his radio mic....”Angel one this is Iron Mike, Suspect is not on our location but hey may have made his drop here. He may be heading North, he may be well armed, watch your humps.”

         Cecil then clicked his radio switch....”Central this is Iron Mike give me Lieutenant Hopps ASAP please?”

         “Patching her now.” Ben Clawhauser replied.

         Moments later....”What’s the siprep Cecil?” Judy asked.

         “Looks like your “perp” made his move here and caught us with a sucker punch. One of my officers is down, GSW. We got suckered in by an RC gun. This bastard is taking this to a whole new level. I have support for my officer and we’re sweeping but it’s a sure thing the snit head got out of here. I’ll give you a better report once we sweep this place out.”

         Judy sounded exasperated....”Alright....your officer comes first before anything else. Good attempt “Ceese”...he was just a bit better on the edge.....fluck!” Judy cursed under her teeth.

Day Three
4pm
The Gray home

       Alex sat in his feral form in his room as Will groomed him from tail tip to nose tip for his date with Morgan...

       “I just thought about throwing my clothes on and running out.” Alex fussed as Will slowly brushed his tail out. “I wasn’t expecting to be crowned a prince, Will.”

       “Well? First impression is always important.” Will replied.

       “You don’t even have a girlfriend yet there mister experienced lover.” Alex said as he turned around to poke a paw at Will’s chest. “Such a waste too...Will? You could have any female wolf with your bod? Sheesh you read too many books and nerd too much...”YIPE!” “Don’t pull my tail you dufus!”

       “Don’t insult me.” Will snorted back. “I don’t tell you everything I do everyday kid. Now let me fix up your head tuft.”

       “I can brush myself!” Alex complained.

       “I want you to succeed Alex. Which means you stop being a brat and listen to me for just once ok?” Will said as he ran a slicker comb through Alex’s head fur. “Now? If she starts complaining about wolves? You be very empathetic and suck it in. Listen! Something you’re usually weak in.”

        “Yeah, yeah....be caring and understanding....sheesh you’re a dorkus.” Alex huffed.

        “Now to check for fleas and ticks and put on the powder.” Will said. As he touched Alex’s thigh, the younger wolf growled....

        “I can check my own “junk” thanks.” Alex huffed. He then swatted Will’s paw! “And my own tail hole too you perv!”

        Will handed him a mirror....”Have fun.”

         “goddess....You’re probably using this as an excuse to scope me out. I knew you were a pervy fur.” Alex growled as he looked himself over. “There...clean....now let me pick my own clothes out!”

        “Ok...ok....I’ll back off, at least say thank you for all the work to make you attractive?” Will huffed as Alex turned anthro and pulled clothes out of his chester draws...

         “Thank you.” Alex replied. “Oh? And thanks for taking me to the beach today....Threshy is just the coolest!”

         “He’s certainly wet.” Will replied. 

         “Well his parents both have jobs out in the ocean so he’s kinda stuck with it but he’s just so freeking great! I’m gonna sleep over his house if Mom and Dad don’t mind it.” Alex said as he pulled his shirt over his head and look at himself in his room mirror...

          “Do I look good?” He asked. “Should I clip my feet nails?”

          “Heck no.” Will replied with a thumb up. “You look like a knock out. I think she’ll shed her thoughts about us wolves real quick when she sees what a real wolf stud looks like.”

           Alex flopped into Will’s chest...”You are the best brother in the whole world Will.”

            Will pointed....”Now go forth my student and make that corgi whimper before your drooling presence.”

             Alex gave will a soft kiss on the cheek and walked bubbling out of his room to where his mother Valerie sat waiting in the kitchen. “Hey Mom? Can I have the keys to the car?”

             “You ready?” Valerie asked her cub.

             “Don’t drop me off right there mom?” Alex begged.

            “Did you talk to Will?” Valerie asked. “So your mother isn’t cool to be seen with?”

            Alex cringed....”I’m sorry.”

            Valerie kissed Alex on the head. “Get the car you little schemer. I’ll lay it all on your brother when I get home.”

            Alex yelped out! “WILL?! PILLOW YOUR BUTT!” 

Morgan the Corgi’s house
4pm

        “Do I look ok?” Morgan asked as she stood at her room mirror checking herself over and over again...

       “Stop it, you look very sweet.” Ako the otter replied as she took a paw. “Come on before you back out?”

       “What if he says something that ticks me off? What if I just start snapping at him? Ako?!” Morgan worried.

        “You are not going to snap at him! Sheesh Morgan? Ugh! Do you want me there so I can bite your tail?!” Ako snorted. “Move feet you silly Corgi I swear!”

         Kelly, Morgan’s mother, stood in the living room waiting with her lover Brittany to take Morgan to her date...”Oh...look at her!” Kelly said with excitement. “Oh you look so adorable in a dress!”

        Morgan walked up to Kelly shaking...”Mom? What if I screw it up?”

       Kelly rubbed her daughter’s shoulders. “Morgan? Alex Gray is NOT your father nor is he the one your father was involved with, I’m sure if you do anything wrong? Alex will understand. I like him and for even me to say I like any wolf? Is a lot. You just look at what’s inside him not what’s on the outside. I think the two of you have a lot in common.”

      Kelly giggled...”Do better than me on my first date when I was your age please? I was a complete disaster.”

      “Great note of confidence Mom.” Morgan huffed. “Ok...might as well rush to get to my execution.”

      Ako just smacked Morgan off her butt....”Will you stop it?! Sigh....Mrs. Wright? Can I go so I can chew on her tail?”

      “The pillow talk tonight is going to be interesting.” Brittany said as she rubbed Morgan’s head tuft...”Go get him and pitch him out kido.”

Day Three
5pm
The Hopps Family Farm

      Nick was rolled over the round top post of the wood fence that surrounded the family farming plot, his paws gripping the center post and his face full of worry as his 5 year old son stood gripping a thick belt in his paws....

     “Uh? Stu? Stu buddy? Stu my wonderful father in law? You’re.....not going to drop my pants and underwear are you?” Nick asked.

     “I should given the horrible nature of your crime.” Stewart snorted. “Using my grandson for your rotten games.”

      “He’s not your only grandson there Stu?” Nick replied...only to get a swift crack in the butt from Jackson!”

“CRACK!” “YIE!”

      “I’m Gammy’s favorite and you’re a bad Daddy!” Jackson yelped! “Pull up your tail and hold it Daddy!”

    “Now Jackson?! I’m warning....” Nick scolded.

“CRACK!” “YIE!” “CRACK!” “YIE!” “CRACK!” “YIE!”

     “Bad daddy shuts up when he’s being spanked!” Jackson yipped! “How many spanks does Daddy deserve Gammy?!”

     Stu gave Nick an evil snicker...”Another twenty. And say “sorry” for every one Nick.”

     “Aw....Come on Stewart!” Nick yelped...

“CRACK!” “YIE!” I’M SORRY!”

“CRACK!” “YIE!” I’M SORRY!”

“CRACK!” “YIE!” I’M SORRY!”

“CRACK!” “YIE!” I’M SORRY!”

    The last one left Nick on his knees massaging his bruised pride....”Damn....didn’t know my kid had swinging power....sheesh.”

“Taught you...didn’t he?” Stu snorted. “Let that sink in Nick. Don’t you ever use Jackson in a scam again. I think this matter is now behind us?”

“It’s firmly in my behind.” Nick said as he stood up wincing. He looked down to see his son shedding tears....”Oh Jackson....come up here...”

Nick picked up Jackson and cuddled him...”Oh my wonderful little foxy buns....you did the right thing, don’t cry....You’re stupid daddy deserved his beating...”

Nick look at Stewart...”He’s had quite the day. I’m going to put him in bed and nurse my tenderized tail....eeesh.....don’t tell Judy Stu? She’ll want to do it worse.”

Stewart petted Nick...”I will say....you still got the touch you sly old fox you. Compliment not endorsement.”

Nick smiled....”I think I’ll soak this off in a bath.” Then his smart phone rang...

“Oh! It’s Judy!” Nick said to Stewart as he clicked the phone. “Hi honey! I’m with your Dad right now and...”

The sound of sobbing came from the phone causing Nick and Stewart to close up to each other...”Carrots? Carrots? What’s wrong?”

“Judy? It’s Daddy honey, what’s got you upset?” As if the two of them couldn’t figure out as Nick grimaced and snarled. “That....bastard’s...”

“Yes...” Judy said....”He did it again Nick....he shot a police officer and he killed a little piglett...a baby Nick!” Judy cried sounding terrible and defeated. “I’m doing everything I can and he’s.....Nick, I’m tired...I’m just so tired right now...”

Stewart looked at Nick. “Get Jackson and get the heck home right now.” Stewart grabbed the smart phone before Nick could run...”Judy?! Judy, I’m sending Nick and Jackson home right now honey.”

“Daddy no! I’m scared, I’m really scared....” Judy cried.

“No damn buts Fluff!” Nick replied. “We’re coming home and that’s that! We’ll see you soon.”

Steward ran behind Nick...”If my little girl’s that upset...she’s terribly stressed out. Nick? Take care of my daughter please?”

“Might take my usual sly and cunning character? You sure you want this scheming dirty red fox still Stew?” Nick said smiling. “I might despoil your precious Princess you know?”

“Oh shut the hell up and give her the business you! Damn? Do I have to teach you how to be a good husband?” Stewart said snorting as he pushed Nick and Jackson back to the house. “BONNY! BONNY! Nick has to go like right now! Tell Horace to make him and Jackie a quick bag dinner and get a blanket and pillow for Jackson to sleep in on the way home!”

end of chapter 18