“I got the time off!” The familiar voice emanating from the landline handset was jubilant.

A broad grin crossed Sunset’s face. “Great! Y’know, I can’t remember the last time both our vacation times lined up.”

“Four years, seven months, and twelve days.” The dry, and dryly humorous, reply came back instantly. “But who’s counting?”

Sunset rolled her eyes but couldn’t help laughing. “Well, when we get home we can start planning where to go. After all, we’ve got two worlds to choose from.”