The Long Flight Home—CHAPTER SIX

BOOBIES FACE REALITY

S_SEABIRDS_0930afdb.jpgDooley and Talli glided through the air, past the tall ships and out of Boston Harbor, They were well out over the Atlantic before Talli turned to Dooley in flight, “Mind telling me what that was all about?”

“The maelstrom,” Dooley answered.

“What about it.”

“Somehow,” Dooley explained. “The maelstrom must’ve taken us from our time, our home, and brought us here.”

“Over two hundred years and an ocean away?” Talli asked skeptically.

“I know it sounds crazy, but that’s the only explanation I can come up with.” His brother replied.

“Okay, let’s say that’s what happened.” Talli reasoned. “What do we do now?

Dooley had a look of determination that Talli had never seen before. “We need to find that maelstrom.”

Talli was skeptical. “Why?”

“So we can go home,” Dooley answered.

“Again, why?”

“My wife and kids,” Dooley stated with conviction. “I’ve gotta get back to them.”

“Maybe we can learn to like it here,” Talli countered.

“Seriously?” asked Dooley.

Talli looked hard at his brother. “You want us to risk our lives diving into that whirlpool that nearly drowned us the first time?”

“Absolutely,” Dooley responded. “Besides, I thought you liked it. Something about a great ride.”

Looking away slightly embarrassed, Talli explained, “Ah, I was just showing off a little. Didn’t want you to know I was terrified. I thought we were a couple of dead boobies, Dooley.”

Dooley looked over at his brother and softened his tone. “Sure it’s scary, but I’ve gotta give it a shot.”

“I guess it’s too late to get a new brother,” Talli remarked as he started to come to grips with the inevitable.

“Sorry, Talli, it’s what I’ve gotta do,” Dooley confessed.” You can stay here.”

“What?” Talli countered. “And be the only blue-footed boobie in the Atlantic Ocean? No thanks.”

Dooley looked over at Talli and nodded his appreciation. “Thanks, Bro.”

“Don’t get mushy on me,” Talli responded. “Let’s go see if we can get hurled two hundred and forty years into the future.”

“Now you’re talkin’,” Dooley replied, relieved that they maelstrom search would be a team effort.

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Where’s the maelstrom? Come back for the exciting Chapter 7 on Friday!

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