It was a beautiful day in the snow-covered borough of Moose Jaw Heights. The front curb and the parking lot of the local arena rapidly filled up with cars, minivans, and SUVs as teenaged children exited with their hockey equipment, saying goodbye to their parents as they proceeded to the building.
In the midst of it all, a red, family-sized car rolled up into a parking spot just a few paces away from the entrance. Out of the rear left door stepped Betty, wearing a thick, grey coat and carrying a duffel bag with the locally famous Jackamoose emblem.
Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad! said Betty as she threw the bag over her shoulder with little effort.
Bye, Betty! said her father as he put the car into reverse.
Take care, Betty! Score a few strikes! replied her mother cheerily just before the car moved out of the parking lot and back onto the increasingly busy road.