What Comes and Goes

“I know that I can get all this gear into the trunk, and then we will have room for the dogs in the back,” she suggested.
“It won’t fit I already tried,” he argued.
“Just let me try, I know I can do it,” She pleaded.
“Fine, but when you’re done wasting our time with your miss perfect efforts, let me know. I’ll be drinking a beer.”
She unpacked and folded, flopped, pushed, pulled, stacked, tucked, and closed the trunk. She called the dogs to hop in the back. She slid behind the wheel, music on, shades on, lipstick on, and Voom- she was off for a wonderful weekend vacation.