Chapter 12

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Once I got back to the motel, there were dozens of notes and messages waiting for me. Some were thanks for saving Cyrus, others apologies. Edna asked that I drop by to see her, and Betty vouched for her sister, probably for the first time in her life. I really didn’t feel calm enough to talk with her yet.

I noticed the difference in time between Elk Pond and my former home in the east, but decided to call my best friend Michael, anyway. It really wasn’t that late back there, and Mike would be okay if I called, since we were best friends.

“I heard you’re a hero, Sam. How do you do it? Go to a new place, and get famous overnight. I’m real proud to be your friend.”

“It made the news? Damn. It really was nothing.”

“It was nothing short of ingenious, according to reports of how you found that float plane.”