Tonya slowed to a stop at the Ranger’s kiosk. She rolled down her window and reached for her purse. Rooting around inside, she found her wallet at the bottom and pulled it out. Opening it, she pulled out her park pass and held it out to the ranger.
“Hi—oh, hey, how are you doing? Tonya, right?” the ranger greeted.
She looked up into Marty’s smiling face. “Yes, everything is good, Marty. I never really had a chance to thank you for your help. Did you get your jacket back? Dr. Field said he would make sure you got it,” she replied.
“Yeah, Anne called to let me know that you’d left it, and I stopped by on my way into work the following morning. I’m glad you’re alright. I’m surprised, with everything that’s happened, that you’ve stuck around what with all the disappearances. Some folks arou
