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who counted on her. She closed her eyes. Could she do the Pippi thing again?
     
    “Then you can see how we’ve changed, come on Abby. It’ll be fun!” Margie prodded.
     
    “Okay, give me directions and I’ll see you there.”
     
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    Abby and Penny drove towards the old wooden bridge off of Highway One. The place was rocking with multiple cars parked in the guest parking lot where Abby pulled in to. She giggled to herself when others dressed as different characters walked in to the campground. It seemed as if everyone from miles around came to the theme party.
     
    “There you are!” Margie waved, both hands flapping over her head. Penny stayed by Abby’s side as they made their way to the small camper where the older woman parked. It was near the entrance to the campground. She nudged Abby in the arm and whispered. “We’re supposed to act like regular people and observe all the people coming and going. Now if we see someone suspicious, like they don’t belong, then we have to speak in to this watch our agent gave us. Isn’t this exciting?”
     
    Abby sat beside Margie on the patio, getting a great view of everyone who entered. She had to admit it was a good spot to people watch. “Did you notice anyone who looks suspicious yet?” Abby asked.
     
    “No, but there’s more. See this?” she dug in her pocket and showed Abby a tiny contraption, about the size of a lifesaver. “When we find the man we’re looking for, Elvis will bump him so he can drop this on to his clothes. I think it will track the culprit so the agents can stalk him.”
     
    Abby laughed. “You mean track him, not stalk.”
     
    Margie nodded. “Yes, that’s what I mean. It can take a while until we learn all the agent lingo.” She changed the subject. “My, don’t you look like Pippi! You wear that costume well my dear. I have this old gypsy costume but it works.”
     
    Abby looked down at her blue jumper with lace around the top and bottom. It was a short skirt, but she wore red and white striped tights and her black half inch heels so she could jump around with Penny while they did some tricks. On her arms, she cut another pair of the red and white tights to cover most of her skin except for her hands. She was lucky she didn’t have to wear a wig with her red hair. All she needed to do was make pig tails and load hair spray on them. After that, they would bend any way she put them. Her fake freckles stuck out all over her face. Abby was beginning to feel like her old self again because she loved to dress as Pippi and make the children smile.
     
    Except it didn’t look as if too many children would be in attendance tonight. “Is this an adult party?” Abby asked.
     
    Margie nodded. “Yes, they have the kids over beyond the lake at an adventure camp. Now the adults can have their costume theme night. So no matter what happens, you know, with the agency and all, the kids will be far enough away.”
     
    “Margie, what do you think will happen? What did the agency tell you?”
     
    She looked shocked as her eyes widened. “I can’t tell you my dear. Don’t talk so loud, someone may hear you.”
     
    Abby gritted her teeth.
     
    “We better go down to where the party is now and mingle, otherwise we may be spotted.”
     
    Abby and Penny walked beside the two. “What are looking for Margie? If I can help to spot them, I’ll give you the credit.”
     
    “We will enter the contest so we can go on stage and look out at the audience. There is someone here tonight, it’s a man who will stand taller than most. He’s in his early forties and it may be hard to spot him in a costume. But he walks with a tiny limp on his left side.”
     
    Abby shook her head. “A limp? Are you serious?” Does this happen in real life?
     
    “Those were my instructions. When we find him, we have to talk in to this watch and then find the Viking and his Vixen for further instructions. The Viking is my contact. He’ll be wearing a