Harry Leaves

 

       It was one thing to finally figure out how the actual transport mechanism 

worked, but it was quite another to find Harry and talk about it. "Where was he?"

      'I thought Harry was in here with you Bill." Evelyn seemed confused. "He was 

in an awful mood. I hope he doesn't run away again." Bill remembered the times 

Harry had suddenly disappeared, turned to Evelyn and half whispered, "uh oh, I 

have that feeling exactly. 

     He remembered the first time Harry had run away from home. He'd run up the  

steps and into the house. Harry's mom was there on the phone. "I don't know, I 

said, that's why I called you. He's never disappeared like this before and I looked 

all over for him, called his name, went to the neighbors. He's nowhere around 

here." she was very impatient and upset. "Did he take his bike?" Bill asked. "Go 

see," his mom answered. Sure enough, his bike was gone and Harry had a pretty 

good idea where he'd gone. "I'll find him Mrs. Adelman."  and he hurried back to his 

house at a run. It was only a block away across the South Miami neighborhood. 

     It was late summer and hot in Miami. Bill remembered the man that sold ice 

cold coconut milk on the corner by his house, his mustache and smile. "¿Por qué 

corres tan rápido en un día tan caluroso, chico?" He wanted to know why he was 

running so fast on a hot day like this. "I have to find Harry, did you see him?" "Si, 

hace como media hora en su bicicleta, como si fuera a la panadería." He said he 

was headed down toward the bakery only about half an hour ago.