Cooper stepped outside again. When he returned about five minutes later, he looked worried. Mike tensed, waiting for the verdict.
"Well?" he asked.
"The reports say one man was killed by the mysterious flying stranger that saved the
ferryman's wife."
Mike jumped out of his seat. "It's not true!" he cried, "I didn't kill anyone! I was careful,
Doc, just like I promised! I was careful! I DIDN'T kill anyone....I couldn't."
He sat back down again, and Cooper noticed the tears running down the boy's flushed cheeks. Putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, he told him,
"Don't worry, son, I believe you. We'll just have to wait until tomorrow when we can find out the whole story. Relax. Go home, now, and get some rest. I'll surely check into this!"
Mike felt terrible inside about the news. How could it have happened? Jeanie refused his offer to walk her home. She could see he was exhausted, and she hoped, for his sake, the report was someone else's mistake.