Chapter Five
Morgan was glad to be at home and started to feel really relaxed. He realized the broken arm gave him some space to think and plan. His life had been going forward at warp speed since the start of the school year, and he hadn’t had a moment to really digest anything that happened.
He slowly tapped out an email to Alfonse with some of the highlights of the story. His phone rang immediately. He fumbled with it with his dumb left hand and finally answered the call.
Morgan said, “Ciao! Alfonse, how are you?”
Alfonse’s voice dripped with concern, “I think the more pertinent question of the moment is how are you Morgan? I almost feel the need to hurry to Chardon!” Alfonse always pronounced the name with a hard “ch” sound, like “cheddar”.
“Oh no need for that! I’m still a little bit groggy right now, and my arm is in a huge cast, but otherwise, I’m really good. I am probably going to be able to work on Project Diogenes full time for a couple days at least.” Morgan said. He took the coin out of a keepsake box and flipped it over in his hand.
Morgan could hear excitement creep into Alfonse’s voice as he spoke, “I hate to say this Morgan for fear of sounding mercenary, but you getting shot has just turbo-charged our saga. Plus your girlfriend is a stunning beauty, and now there’s an element of romance. I thought we’d have to find these things in the history, but here they are in the now!”
Morgan nodded and said, “Yeah! I see it, too.”
Alfonse replied, “I am going to draft an outline and send it to you later today, eh, more likely tomorrow. Get rest and take care! Ciao!”
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