“I ASSUME IT’S NO LONGER functioning,” Leon said, turning the telephone around to look at the back.
“No, it’s just for decoration,” Braden replied. “But you have lots of stuff that’s just decoration. I thought it would fit in great.”
Leon opened the little door at the front and looked inside. No wonder the phone was so heavy. That wooden box was packed with old-timey tubes and wires, not to mention two big cylinders that looked like dynamite wrapped in paper. Gerry from the antique store hadn’t showed them what was inside.
“What is all that?” Ali asked.
“Power source,” Leon said self-assuredly.
One thing Braden had learned about his stepfather over the years was that Leon always sounded sure of himself, whether or not he knew what he was talking about.
Braden stepped in to say, “
