I got up and felt refreshed. I realized I was adjusting to the time change. I quickly showered, shaved, and headed out, to avoid the morning breakfast coercion. I decided to eat at the diner after work, as well. I planned to avoid the blue-haired conspirator as much as possible for the next few days. When I got to work with my sub in tow, I grabbed my coffee, got my morning briefing, and sat down to check out the flight schedules. Just then the landline rang.
“Elk Pond Flight Service Station, Sam Hare.” I tried to sound professional.
“Well, if it isn’t the town hottie. Good morning, Sam. Brett Edmond here. I heard you were looking for a place to live. I happen to have a fully furnished suite downstairs in my house, if you’d care to have a look. It isn’t far from the airport, and the plac
