Driving through Savannah in blazing daylight restored our courage. Even the graveyard looked a little less intimidating. We found a decent radio station and made it back to Delilah's a little before noon. The place looked more peaceful than last night, and I found parking right away.

Jason must have been hanging on the ship's crow's nest, for even before I brought the car to a halt, he was lunging off the front porch grinning from ear to ear.

He had eyes only for Bene, ...