14 ... Gabriel Morrisevent that was just a few hours away from the Rainbow Gathering
in Northern California.
“Damn!” said Natty, shaking his head. “We’re certified idiots! Oh
well—what the heck. I always did want to check out Sedona.”
They took the news as gracefully as anyone could, especially con-
sidering that the whole point was to make some travel money, not
spend their money traveling unnecessarily. But of course, it was too
late to do anything about it, and they were too exhausted from twen-
ty-four hours on the road to resist reality for long. We all crawled
into our respective sleeping bags—I by the church, they in the back
of the van—and slept.