Epilogue
August 10, 2000
Zach held Emily’s hand tightly in his as they walked down the long ramp to board the jet. Their matching gold rings gleamed in the fluorescent lights, still showcase shiny, only three days old.
Emily shot him a quick grin. “Come on, Mr. Tremaine. Today you’ll travel father and faster than ever before. We’ll be in Philadelphia by mid-afternoon.”
“By train and stage coach it took me two weeks.”
Zach could hardly pull his gaze from the small window as they soared across America. The landscape below looked like a crazy quilt of patterns, textures, and colors, every imaginable shade of green, brown, and gold.
Emily let him use her laptop to start writing his impressions of their trip. The keyboard was similar to those of the old Remington typewriters in the Chr
