Chapter 30
“IT SURE IS GOOD to be home,” Tom said as they carried their bags into the house.
“No kidding!” Noah said. “I’ve really missed our nice comfortable bed.”
“Me too. Now let’s get this stuff upstairs and unpacked, so I can carry a bag of dirty clothes down to the laundry room before I check the mail.”
There was so much accumulated mail on the little desk downstairs that either Bobby or Chad had used a small box to contain it. Tom got a load of laundry going in the washer and then went to the desk to sort the mail into three piles—one for him, one for Noah, and one for junk. When the task of sorting was complete, he went to the stairs and yelled, “Noah, you need to come down here and look at this mail.”
He returned to the desk and started going through his mail, none of which w
