I think incomplete secret stories are the best kind.

Last night we went cupcaking and sleuthing. 

First in the parking lot behind the bar where we spied on everything while we crouched behind the car and then jumping up we scared Friend so funny. I chased J chasing me followed by my cape I kept stepping on and flapping behind like bat wings. 

"you crack me up"

But we almost cracked, we parked across the street from a farmhouse and ducked when every car that couldn't see us at all drove by/almost done for when faces floated on the porch/rolled across the road and almost smashed the cupcakes but kept the whiskey safe/crept across a field and laughed out loud because the sticks kept cracking like gunshots and we were trying to be so sneaky/stealthed up behind a barn and into the dark to leave everything on the hood.

Finally: we flapped down the driveway, two big birds dressed in black and one with a cape.

"you should check on your car!"

samurai stories are out of this world and pinochle appropriate. ask about it sometime, but only if you get scared easily.