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Will handed the Puente family towels, and they wiped themselves down.
“You guys were lucky,” Will said.
Delfino Puente shook Will’s hand for the third time.
“You have no idea how grateful we are,” he said. “Our family owes our lives to you.”
Will grabbed a tablet. “If you don't mind, I've got to take all of your personal info.”
“Delfino Puente. This is my wife, Xiomara, my mother Antonia, and my daughter-in-law, Alma, and grandson, Dylan.”
Will dropped the tablet, his jaw agape.
“Did I say something odd?” Delfino asked.
“You wouldn't happen to have a son named Eddie would you, Delfino?” Will asked.
Xiomara clapped her hands together. “Have you seen him?”
“You betcha,” Will said. “That guy’s going places. Can't shoot a handcoil to save his life, but he can pilot a ship with th
