Chapter 5Darrow, if you were here, I’d kick your ass all the way to the North Pole.
Donner rolled his shoulders and stared at the seemingly endless displays of pretty much anything train related. From the smallest pieces to a whole passenger car, this museum contained it all—on three floors and fifty thousand square feet.
“We’ve been wandering around for three hours. Are you sure this is the right place?” Nate asked.
“Yeah.” Although he’d asked himself that same question more than once, his gut told him they were in the correct location. “Darrow loved this place as a kid. Every year, my parents would pile us in the car and bring us here. We weren’t really into trains, but Darrow lived and breathed this stuff.” A tiny smile escaped as he recalled how Darrow would almost bounce around the
