20 168 Hook
Jamie unfolded his paper boat. It was the perfect morning for it: super foggy. He couldn't see the other shore of the lake when he set sail.
So he wasn't tremendously surprised when the flat lake water became the swells of the sea and some days later he washed up quite close to his own home only a year after he left.
Of course he'd run off as a seventeen year old delinquent who'd just been caught in the hayloft with a milkmaid and now he was five years younger but so obviously himself that his parents accepted him with joy. There wasn't really a good way to explain coming home younger so he told the truth. "I wandered into fairyland and lived for years in the service of an evil fairy, then a good fairy rescued me and sent me home."
The milkmaid had been rushed into marriage with someone from her own social class, as happened in these situations, but her new husband was a kind man and they were happy together. Jamie as the returned heir to his family's fortune offered them a home on the estate as long as they lived and became godfather to the baby that had been born while he was away.
He wished he'd paid a little more attention to the march of technology during his brief stays in the twentieth century, but what he had picked up allowed him to foresee just enough to know which trends to pick up on and the estate flourished. Master James Hook became known in adulthood as a great philanthropist, using the family fortune to help the orphan children of his time find homes and education.
Then one day he announced that he'd willed the estate to his philanthropic pursuits and he himself was going to sea to seek his fortune. And he vanished from the known world.