Chapter 12
Savannah, GA
Saturday morning
“THAT WENT well,” Chris said as they drove back to their hotel.
“Didn’t it?” Mickey said. “I’ll have to admit that I was more than pleasantly surprised by my father’s attitude.”
“Yeah. Too bad about your mom. Maybe she’ll turn up at lunch.”
“I’m not holding my breath. Meanwhile, are we ready for a tour of Savannah?”
“You bet.”
“Great. We’ll stop by the visitors’ center and purchase our tickets—it’s in an old train station.”
“Do we leave the car there while we tour?”
“Not at all. We’ll take the car back to the hotel. After that, we can catch the tour at one of its regular stops.”
“I don’t understand,” Chris said.
“My favorite tour is one that stops at a number of historic sites. You can get on or off the tour bus at any of them.”
“Sounds
