Rubbing her eyes and stretching, Maggie woke up in the late afternoon momentarily forgetting the events of the day. She and her cousin Jenny had been shocked earlier in the day when their grandmother Kitty confessed that she and Gramps were smuggling drugs from Mexico back home in Texas. When Maggie realized where she was, she sat up straight and said, “Whoa! Drugs! Jenny? Jenny! Wake up!”
Rolling over and flopping onto the floor, Jenny stayed asleep.
“Geez,” Maggie said, rolling her eyes. “Jenny, get up! We’ve got to figure out what to do. We’re in a big mess! How can you still be sleeping?!”
Jenny got up and languidly went into the bathroom of their hotel suite. After being in there for what seemed like hours to Maggie, she emerged and rummaged around for a snack. More organized and serious, Maggie sat at the desk, tapping her pen on the notepad. “The Plan” was written at the top of the first page. She hoped that Jenny would be quiet and not her usual loud self because she did not want Diego, the man Kitty had hired to keep them in their room, interrupting them.
Maggie sighed, “OK, let’s list everything we know.”
“Do you want some Oreos?”, Jenny asked.
“No. I do not want any Oreos. Wait. Sure, gimme one.” Maggie took the Oreo, sighed again and opened her mouth to speak when …
Jenny interrupted, pointing at the door leading to the main room of the suite. “Do you think there’s any milk in the fridge out there? Maybe Diego could get us some or a Coke. I’m gonna go ask him.”
Tiptoeing to the door, she slowly turned the knob and peeked out, whispering back to Maggie, “Hey, it’s not locked.”
She crept out and discovered Diego asleep on the velvet couch. She crawled on the floor to the mini-kitchen and investigated the contents of the refrigerator.
Back in the bedroom Jenny reported, “Nothing but some tonic and limes. Yuck.”
“What about Diego?”, Maggie asked.
“He’s asleep. So what should we do?”
Maggie was ready. “Okay. While you were looking for milk, I wrote some stuff down. We could try to escape again, especially with Diego asleep, but…”
Jenny jumped off the bed, “Yeah, let’s go.”
“Sit down, Jenny. As I was saying, trying to escape didn’t work so well this morning so no escaping for right now. Besides, we don’t know how long Gramps and Kitty will be gone. They could be back any minute. So. What if we pretend to be sick? I really don’t feel that good anyway. We can ask Gramps to take us back to the bus station or maybe he can call our Dads to come get us. We can promise not to tell.”
It was Maggie’s turn to roll her eyes. “We already promised.”
“Oh, yeah. Well, what do you think about that plan?”
“Let’s try it. We can eat this whole box of Oreos and then barf them up. It will be so gross they’ll want us to go home. But I need milk to go along with them. Nobody eats Oreos without milk. Let’s ask Diego to get us some. We can go with him if he thinks we’ll try to run away while he’s gone.”
Maggie jumped up! “Yes! Eating all those cookies will really make us sick so we won’t even have to pretend. But ewww on the barfing. I hate barfing. Wait. Sshhh. I think I hear Kitty.”
The door opened and there stood Kitty, one hand on her hip, the other holding a freshly made gin and tonic. “Girls! Put on dresses and brush your hair. Jenny, your’s is a mess. We’re going out to dinner in 15 minutes.”
Kitty closed the door, leaving behind a lingering odor of perfume and gin. The cousins smiled and put on the party dresses they had packed. They would get their milk while they were out and begin Operation Oreo when they got back to the hotel. As they left their bedroom, they looked at each other and both whispered, “Perfect.”