Uncle Roger smiled. "By the way Jenny," he said.
"I signed the company that I formed with his design
over to Jeff"

He disappeared in the throng of people
at the exit gates.

"Get away from me you dirty old man," a woman
in a blue uniform yelled from the area
where the guards and the x-ray machines
were located. Uncle Roger reappeared.

"Merry Christmas!" he shouted,
blowing us a kiss.


Uncle Roger File 3: Terminals by Judy Malloy
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