They left in two cars.​

     Skip sat next to Gramps in his car with Niki and Malika in the back seat.

     Trevor stayed quiet riding with Cathy, Alison and Abby.

     "Where's Ward?" Cathy asked her mother. "At yet another comics convention?"

     "Don't kid yourself. Those conventions bring in nothing but cash."

     In the other car, Skip said to his grandfather, "I've got to admit, in my dream you weren't quite human, either."

     Gramps nodded.

     "I've been trying all morning to work it out in my head," he said.

CONTINUE