That same evening, Sam told Daphne, "Mom, I talked with Todd today at lunch."
"So he's already heard about those poor girls?"
"Yes, he has. He said he heard about it on the television. He feels bad for you since the contest is postponed again."
"That was nice of him. Has he said anything else?"
"Not too much. He wanted me to give you a compliment about something."
"What did he tell you?"
"He said he thinks you do a fine job on making telephone calls to the murdered victims' friends and family."
"That is a compliment. Tell him thank you."
"I will. He sounded like a real detective by asking that question about the contact information."
"Does he plan to change his mind about being a detective?"
"No, he still won't change his mind. I do hope he will tell me what he thought about being a detective when we reach high school."
"You can be right," she agreed.
Sam saw Michelle was agreeing with his mother.
"We'll see what happens then. If Todd does show more interest by then, I'll try my best to ask him if he'd like to be my partner."
"I think that's a great idea, Sam. Some law enforcements are like that."
"I sort of figured that on my own, Mom. I do happen to believe it."
That was the question he wanted to ask, Daphne thought to herself.
"She thought of it for sure, Sam. She never really gave me that thought. That was also something I would have never thought of asking that question myself. It was a good thought, I'd agree."
"I believe it," Sam told Daphne.