It was night by the time Mr. Brewster headed the yawl for a dock in Hilo Bay. The boat was tied up, and in half an hour, the party entered their hotel.
As good as his word, there was a message waiting from Dr. Weber.
“Sample proves out cesium in purest state discovered thus far in world. Looks like a sky-blue find.”
Tom Brewster handed the message to Biff. Biff read it and smiled at his father. “Why sky-blue, Dad?”
“Dr. Weber’s mild little joke. Cesium means ‘sky-blue’ because that is how it shows up on a spectrum test.”
The boy and his father stood silent for a moment, enjoying this moment of complete peace.
“Dad,” Biff said, “this was supposed to be a vacation for Mom and the twins. Can we still make it one for the whole family? Have them fly over here and explore this beautiful island?”
“Explore, Biff? Haven’t you had enough adventure for now? I’ll have them come over. But for the rest of our stay, it’s going to be nothing but fun and frolic. You agree?”
“Check, Dad. Check.”