CHAPTER ELEVEN
June 16, 1937 ~ Dr. Steven’s Journal ~ The cave wasn’t the most convenient place to complete my research, so I picked up the pan and climbed up the hill to the campsite. I had spent yesterday setting up a table, chair, and journals right outside the camper. Didn’t have to worry about rain. I made my own equipment to suit my use and the test tube holder is one of many. A round pan with a flat lid was just deep enough to cover the test tubes in a wire rack. Just right for when I do field work.
Like at the devil pool.
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Present day ~ Stop sign.
Oh. No.
Michael downshifted. Why could he not anticipate these stops until he was almost too late?
He came to a full stop and shifted down again. He should ask Father or another angel about stick shift trucks. He never could get
