CHAPTER 29
Later Thanksgiving evening, Carly and her
grandfather drove to Mr. Drury’s sprawling mansion on a hill a
dozen miles away. He and 15 members of the Hunt greeted the farmer
and his granddaughter as they arrived in the old red pickup truck.
Heartfelt handshakes were exchanged and in animated conversation
the group recounted the strange events of the day. Everyone wanted
to find Strange Willie and parade him through the town as a hero.
Above the commotion, the voice of the young girl quieted the
group.
“Willie doesn’t want to be a hero,” she spoke
in clear strong tones. “He just wants to be left alone. What he did
was nothing special to Willie. He was just doing what Willie does.”
She turned to Mr. Drury. “Willie did have one request. He wants to
know if you could ret
