Very confused, Jan and Jane suddenly wanted to belt out at the top of their lungs that old ABBA song. Whether sitting at breakfast, in the shower, standing on a street corner. What had come over "them"?

Would the police arrest them? Even in jail, they were willing to risk getting beaten and bloodied. Deviated septum? So what. It was worth the risk. :)

Author of this silly little tale.

Gwen Brown or what ever.