The Publishers League

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Here we go again. We’re going out to the boondocks to look for TV tray tables. I’ve looked uptown, searched the Want Ads, asked my friends if they had one they would give me. I’m still looking. I want to get one for my Aunt Agnes. She is hard to please.  The main reason I let her send me on these wild goose chases is because she is fun. She always has some kind of weird, impossible errand for me to go on, and she always wants to come along. Her eccentricity makes most of these trips a real kick. Today she wants to drive.  Now listen, she hasn’t driven in over two years. I think you are bound to forget some stuff, don’t you? And, her eyes are bad ! I let her drive because it is her car, a 1978 toyota, still running, and I go along to take care of her. Well, we’ve only gone two blocks when we get stopped by a cop who pulls us over for an expired brake tag. Then the officer asks her for her driver’s license.