Chapter 39

“On the other hand,” he said, “if either of you boys wake up tomorrow morning with a runny nose or any other cold-like symptoms, ask George to give me a call, and I’ll call in a prescription in for you. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” they said in unison.

“What do we owe you, Doc?” I said.

“This one’s on me, George. It isn’t every day that I get to hear a real-life adventure story firsthand.”

“Thank you, Doc,” I said.

“Thank you,” both boys said.

“I’ll show myself out, George,” Doc said.

“Sure, Doc,” I said, “and thanks again.”

When I heard him going down the stairs, I looked at Mike. “Babe,” I said, “do we have enough steaks and potatoes on hand for six men and one seven-year-old?”

“Yep,” he said.

I slid the phone in Sean’s direction. “Why don’t you call your dad back and see if you can get an ETA.”

“ETA?” he said.

“Estimated time of arrival,” I said.

“Yes, Sir, I can do that.”