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Teresa closed hers eyes and tried to ignore the pulsating pain that came with each scream and outbreak of laughter from the backseat. She hated her car pool day. It was bad enough to have seven screaming, loud, sweaty boys in her nice clean suburban, let alone the fact that none of them seemed to listen to a single thing she said to them. Her car rules, which included no food or drinks in the car, seemed to always be forgotten in the hasty consumption of soda and refined sugary confections. If she could see it, she would most certainly put an end to it, however these boys seemed to be exceptionally good at sneaking in their forbidden yummies during the fifteen minute drive to the soccer field.

She let out a sigh of relief as she pulled into the parking lot and watched the boys file out of her car. After taking a deep breath and a moment to appreciate the sudden silence, she looked over her should in horror at the mess left in the wake of the screaming preteens. Ugh! Someone had actually spilled an entire can of bright red fruit punch and, in the their haste to exit the vehicle, someone else had apparently trampled and crunched bright orange chips into her newly cleaned tan upholstery. She closed her eyes, counted to ten, and opened them to find the mess was not some twisted nightmare. Realizing there would be very few opportunities to get the muck cleaned up before the boys returned, she reluctantly moved from her plush air conditioned driver's seat and walked around to the back side door. She pushed the rear seat bench back as far as it would go and began to bend down and ...

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