The steam train hissed to a stop, and peopled started to mill out from the doors. Percy was one of them.
"Been a long time." He said to his hometown. He walked out of the station, and into town.
The town square was buzzing with energy. Percy walked over to two men, nailing up a sine that said: Pool pub.
"Excuse me, Sir, but is there an Inn in this town?" Percy asked. One thought for a second.
"Yes, there is! Just go down the road, when you come to the spit, take the left."
The other man said: "I thought it was the right."
"Eather one will do!" The first man said. "You see, we have a very speshal way of doing things in old Idaho!"
"Oh, there's nothing halfway" Said the other man."About the Iowa way to treat you."
A yong woman gained the song: "When we treat youWhich we may not do at all."
"There's an Iowa kind of special Chip-on-the-shoulder attitude." Said the other man.
"We've never been without.
That we recall.
We can be cold
As our falling thermometers in December " They all sung.
"And we're so by God stubborn" Said the man.
"We could stand touchin' noses"
"For a week at a time"
"And never see eye-to-eye." Said the other man.
"But what the heck, you're welcome!" They all sung.
"Um...Thank you, now I will be out now...To go see someone!" Percy said, and walked away, with his suitcase.
In about 45 minutes of walking, he came to the door of a suburban townhouse. He recalled the address. He gave three, sharp knocks to the door. A cubby man opened up the door. The man shook Percy's hand. "Percy, I haven't seen you scene the Long Island incident!" Grover said. "Come inside!"
"It is nice to see you, Grover!" Percy said. A woman with red hair and in a green dress walked into the drawing room.
"Grover dear, who is this?" she asked.
"Percy, this is my wife, Juniper, and Juniper, this is Percy, my friend from my childhood." Grover said.
Percy and Juniper shook hands. "Nice meeting you" Percy said.
"Same hear." Juniper said, and she went back to what ever she was doing. Grover invited Percy to sit down.
They talked for a wile. Grover knew what was going to do.
In a wile, Percy said "Grover, Im thinking of doing...a project hear."
"Percy, I am not a con-man anymoor."
"What!" Percy said, getting up. "this is not the Grover underwood that I know!"
"I saw that I would be caute, so I stopped, and made a family. You should do the same."
"Me, stop Conning! Never!" Percy said, getting up, and picking up his suitcase. "I must now go. I need to find a inn."
"There is one just down the road-"
"I know that!"