South RiverClem turned back into the main street of Londontowne and headed for the diner where he had left Jen.
He found her sitting at a table near the window. An empty plate, fork and the remnants of cream were all that was left of what had once clearly been a large slice of apple pie.
“How did you get on?” she asked eagerly, ignoring the niceties of a welcome.
“It was very interesting. Extraordinary, in fact. I think I understand everything Art said now – and what happened all those years ago. A couple of things still bother me, but I think I just might’ve solved the mystery. Come on, I’ll tell you in the car,” he said cheerfully as he threw her the car keys.
Jen paid for her three cups of coffee and pie and they walked out towards the car No sooner had she pulled out onto the road
