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THE CHAPTERS
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“I’m
telling you, he’s perfect!” Jill
Shaw ran her hand casually through her dyed hair as she spoke on the
phone. “Sounds
like it,” The
voice on the other end of the line questioned. “You’ll
take care of all the…ah, arrangements, right?” Jill asked anxiously.
“And I get my promotion for my efforts, don’t I?” “Of
course, Jill. You up for this?” “Oh
yeah,” Jill grinned, “Mr. All-American is my ticket to becoming
somebody.” “You’ll
have to be careful. No one can know what you’re up to.” “I
can handle this,” Jill said confidently. *
* * “Hi
Joe,” Robert Daniels greeted the blond youth as he walked into the
kitchen. “Want to do
something after school today?” “Sure,”
Joe responded with an easy grin. “Did
you have something specific in mind?” “There’s
plenty of snow at ‘Seven Points’ resort,” Robert suggested,
referring to a place farther north, “How’d you like to test the
slopes with me for a couple hours?” “I
didn’t know you skied,” Joe said, surprised. “Guess
you think I’m too old and feeble for such activities,” Robert replied
in a fake ‘old-timers’ voice. Joe
laughed as Robert pretended to be all bent over and frail, hobbling
around the kitchen table. “Okay,
yeah,” Joe laughed, his face flushed in embarrassment, “I guess I did
think you might be a little…well.”
It was Robert’s turn to laugh. Frank
came downstairs and the brothers left for school.
Robert watched them drive off in their black van.
He sighed, knowing in a few days he would be leaving.
He was going to miss the boys; especially Joe. *
* * “When
is Robert leaving?” Laura
looked toward her husband in the driver’s seat of his silver Concorde.
“Are you anxious to get rid of him?” Fenton
Hardy hesitated. “You know,
I never had anything but deep respect for your parents.
They were wonderful people and I know you miss them.
But there’s something about Robert that bothers me; maybe the
fact that at 64 years old, he still acts like a thirty-something
playboy.” “A
playboy?” Laura questioned. Fenton
smiled, “How many mature men do you know, who still live on a yacht and
have no permanent address?” “So
Uncle Robert is a bit eccentric,” Laura agreed, “but he’s harmless.
He really likes Joe, too.” “H-m-m.”
“What?”
the petite blond woman gazed at her husband. “That,
Love, is another thing that bothers me,” Fenton replied.
“With Joe’s natural impetuous nature, it wouldn’t surprise
me if he suddenly wanted to quit school and join Robert on his yacht.” “You
think Robert’s a bad influence on Joe?” “I
think we just need to keep an eye on the situation,” Fenton suggested,
as he pulled the car into the parking lot of the Bayport Mall. The
couple walked hand in hand through the mall.
They were shopping for some last-minute Christmas gifts to put
under the family’s tree. “You
don’t really think Joe would take off with Robert, do you?” Laura
asked suddenly. Fenton
laughed, “Joe is impetuous yes, but stupid, no.
He has more sense than that; although, I’m sure the thought
would be tempting.” *
* * That
same afternoon, Joe had just finished a terrific run on the slopes with
his great uncle. At first,
Joe was a little disappointed that Uncle Robert hadn’t extended the
invitation to Frank, too. Robert
explained that he’d wanted some time with Joe alone, and that he’d do
something with Frank alone before he left.
Joe thought that made sense and decided to just enjoy the
afternoon. “That
was great!” Joe enthused on the ride home, “Thanks so much for taking
me skiing.” “I
enjoyed myself, too,” Robert smiled, “though I think me old bones
might protest a bit in the morning!” Robert
became serious. “Joe, you
know I never married. I was
too busy cruising the seas and visiting port after port.
I love the excitement and the traveling, but I’m tired.
I want to settle down and I think I’ve found the perfect
place.” “Here
in Bayport, right?” Joe added hopefully. “Not
quite,” Robert said. “The
only problem is that I am alone. No
wife, no kids. Other than
nieces and nephews that I seldom see, I have no one.
I have no one to, how shall I say it, pass the torch on to.” Joe
sat numbly, not sure what to say to console his uncle. “I
have a proposition,” Robert said carefully. “I have accumulated
considerable wealth. I’m no
millionaire, but an heir would never have to worry about finances.” Robert glanced into his great nephew’s dark blue eyes, “I want you to consider coming with me when I leave next Monday, Joe.”
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