Chapter 26According to the next letter, posted from the Union Pacific Hotel in Kearney, Nebraska, 1915 George had stopped in Grand Island, which was only twenty-two miles from Central City. I made a couple of assumptions; the transmogrifier had absorbed some of the ghosts in CC, so he probably wasn't starving, and he knew I was on his tail, so he probably wanted to get further away than Grand Island. Besides all of that, Billy's plane was due to land in two hours, and it was a little over seventy miles to Kearney. I didn't have time to make another stop, even if I wanted too.
In George's Kearney letter, he had written about road conditions and the weather, but he'd also mentioned something else that made me smile. George mentioned stopping at the Grand Island Post Office to collect his ma
