There were no other customers there as the lunch rush was still a half-hour off, and the scheduled tours were still in progress, they went to the counter, where Susan served each the specialty of the day AND a piece of Fresh Apple Cake.
Susan was a little concerned as the history stopped just as she and her step-sons were leaving 1873 Grand Marais, “So what happened after we left Grand Marais?”
“We have no idea,” Sarah replied, “That’s when we were brought back to the present.”
“But everything will turn out okay, right?”
“We can’t know that,” Chris replied.
Season VI, Chapter 2, Episode 12:
“So, could I just…just…disappear?”
“I’m afraid so,” Chris replied gently.
“Cujo will send us back and we’ll do our best to make sure this place gets started,” Sarah was confident and that gave Susan some comfort.
“I hope so.”
“Okay, fellas, saddle-up; we have a Lightning to inspect,” Mac boomed, trying, but not succeeding to conceal his excitement.
“I’ll tell Cooper,” Susie laughed as she started back to Seven Tables, “She’s a bit of a propeller-jockey since you taught her to fly your L16 float.”
“We’ll pick her up out in front of Seven Tables.”
“So, you seem to be enjoying your new gig?”
“I am, Dad, but I could use a little more excitement.”
“Be careful what you wish for,” Larry, was thinking about 1873 as he spoke, “Sometimes it’s more than you want.”
Soon they were speeding down Historic US 61 towards the Danger Bay Airfield—Boomer seriously tried to keep the speed down—but Mac would have nothing to do with that idea, “C’mon, Jack, show us what this old RoadMONSTER can do!”
She could do plenty. Even in her day she was considered a fast car, but with the modernizing of her engine & transmission by Lar Farkleberry…
“A little slower, please,” Sarah didn’t mind some speed but she noticed the old-fashioned “ribbon” speedometer indicating a speed well to the north of one-hundred.
“You’ve been overruled, Carl,” Boomer laughed as he slowed to a much more moderate sixty-five, “We’ll be there in ten minutes—tops.”
And so they were. And there it was…
…With a broadly-smiling Medlar Farkleberry standing next to the P38M Night Fighter.
Painted on her nose was a Bald Eagle with talons extended and the name “Night Eagle” painted below, “I hope you don’t mind the nose art, an eagle of your acquaintance suggested it.”
Mac simply smiled.
To be Continued…
NOTE: I can no longer continue to post regularly on WEEKENDS, due to the time it takes to write & illustrate each post.