"Absolutely, Dr. Woodcombe. I look forward to being able to fly comfortably back home." Will smiled and the park melted away. Seconds later he woke up in his hotel room feeling a bit brighter than before. In his hand was a note from Uncle Nate. He grinned and ran to the teacher's room.
After waiting a few minutes to catch his breath he realized he was in his boxers and that the door was opening. Miss Mayweather blushed when she opened the door. Will gave her the note and dashed back to his room grateful that he'd somehow remembered the doorstop.
After a quick shower, he packed his bags and got ready for breakfast. They were going straight to school now that they had the jets. The school airstrip was convenient for foreign and non-local students. Because it was on private property their parents could land without alerting the press and leave as privately.
