"Me, too. Thought it's been a while. So together--" If he could get the vines and she could tie them (unless he had a way to tie thing with that hook of his, and who knows, he really might), they could get these back and start down the drop side of this rickety, click, click, click of the roller coaster reaching the top of its summit and about to plunge down into the free fall. "--we should be able to make some short work of this."

Jo closed the two crates she'd freed and opened for the contents search, then started sizing up vines for hacking them down into a pile for tying. At least they didn't have thorns. She was probably going to be grateful for then when her hands were blistered red from pulling these back, even without them. But it would have definitely been a steeper kind of hell with thorns.