It"s a brisk, sunny morning as Dorothy and David walk along the wharf where David had first encountered the gypsy hologram and the Moon Singer. It hardly seems possible that such an outlandish experience could have occurred in this quiet place.
“I haven"t seen such vibrancy in your father"s eyes since before your mother died, rest her soul.”
“He"s pretty happy all right,” David says. “He"s finally getting recognition for his talents.”
“And a little recognition from Janice Cole isn"t hurting things either, if you know what I mean,” Dorothy adds with a wink.
David is delighted, for more reasons than his aunt really knows. He never realized before that, deep down, he harbored feelings of resentment toward his father because of the accident. But since returning home from his voyage on the
