Chelsea laughed at the suggestion. "You're not the only person who suggested that, but someone else has it now and I don't want people thinking I'm the world's only Carl Long fan," she said with a giggle. "It does take some work, though, pushing that thing around. That's why I'm so anal about working out." She flexed her bicep to show off to Lisa. "I should've been with you, I guess. She might not have messed with you if she saw these guns!"
"So you're still hearing things too, huh?" Chelsea adjusted her position again. It was always hard to stay in a good position for long when out of her chair. "Me too. That damn song. And smelling those stupid Strawberry Shortcakes dolls my cousin collected. So weird."