After all these posts, my iPhone flashes and resets all apps and internet connections several times during the day. The city and ZIP Code listed at the bottom of Google search also changes.
Mine gave us all jigsaw puzzles and brain teaser games for Christmas. And latch-hook rugs. He did all those to relieve his crippling arthritis from a lifetime of backbreaking labor in a plant.
We saved our puzzles for trips to his house so we would get his attention for several hours.
He once buried coins around his flower gardens and led the six of us on an expedition for an afternoon. Indiana Jones hats, shovels, sifters and gloves. Every discovery brought all the adults outside to celebrate.
We were in heaven.
A novel’s pages are filled by the search. Only the last page is the discovery.