My swim with Kim

As we traveled north to Coatesville in Ben’s cosy Subaru, we couldn't help but giggle at the thought of the forthcoming escapades. Would Kim and the boys whip out crossbows and hunt us for sport a lá 1994 Ice T vehicle Surviving The Game? What a hoot that would be, we laughed. Suddenly Ben turned serious. “Oh my God,” he said, “what if they pull out a whole bunch of cocaine and some prostitutes turn up?”