Chapter 19
Waynesville, NC
AT McDONALD’S, I pulled up close to the section of the dining room where we’d successfully used the laptop and parked beside the window. Moving the driver’s seat as far back from the steering wheel as I could, I set the laptop on the console and booted it up. Great, there’s a good signal in the parking lot. I turned the screen around to Mike. “Get us on the web, babe. Please.”
He did so without argument. On the way from the cabin, I’d explained things to him, and he was getting sort of excited at what I’d figured out.
I handed him a yellow pad and told him to take notes. It took a lot of web browsing to find what I was looking for. There was no single website that told me everything I needed to know, but finally I had enough pieced together.
“Okay, babe,” I
