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Chapter 3 -
"…So, that's where I'm headed in terms of what the magazine wants me to photograph. What do you think Cor?"
Shawn didn't receive an answer as he and Cory arrived at Carnegie Hall. "Cory?" Shawn asked again, as he looked around his immediate area. Cory was not there.
He saw someone sitting on a nearby bench in front of the Hall, and didn't pay him too much mind at first. He was still worried about Cory.
"Looking for someone?" Asked the man in a British accent. The man wore a trench coat, and a fedora hat which covered his face.
Shawn shrugged. 'Looks like someone out of an old-school detective movie...' Shawn thought. Maybe he had seen where Cory disappeared to.
"Yes, I was wondering if you had seen my friend. He was right here next to me one minute, then the next he was gone, without a word…I'm a little worried. My friend is not nearly that quiet."
"I can assure you Mr. Hunter, that Mr. Matthews is fine." Said the man, still with an accent.
Shawn now became even more confused and worried.
"Who are you?" Shawn asked, becoming slightly suspicious in the twilight hours of the evening.
The man lifted his head, and his hat.
"Mr. Feeny! What-what are you doing here?! Shawn asked in surprise as he hugged the elderly man.
"Happy Birthday Shawn!" Mr. Feeny replied with a chuckle, speaking his is normal voice. "How've you been Mr. Feeny?"
"I'm good Shawn. Things have slowed down at Pennbrook, and Lila has retired. We are doing well, still living next to the Matthews'. Alan, Amy, Morgan, and Joshua are doing well, but are missing all of you."
"I'm glad. We're going to see them for Christmas."
"They will like that very much." Mr. Feeny replied.
After a moment of comfortable silence, Shawn spoke.
"So…Am I to guess that you would be my next clue? Can you tell me what I am to find there or something?"
"You would be correct. However, I promised not to give you any other information except for you next clue." Mr. Feeny replied. He handed Shawn a bright green clue card.
"Clue #2: Go to one of your favorite places. Be a kid again if only for a few moments. Dream. Imagine."
Shawn nodded in understanding. "Okay. Thanks, I know where to go next…But where's Cory?"
"Right here!" Cory replied excitedly, making Shawn jump.
"Geez, Cor. Don't do that." Shawn said.
"Sorry." Cory said with a smile.
"Hello Cory."
"Hey Mr. Feeny, how are ya?"
"I'm good Cory. Well, I best be going. I'm off, back to Philadelphia."
"You came up here just for this? Please stay at my place tonight; stay for a few days even. Please?" Shawn asked. He didn't want to see one of the most important people in his life leave so soon.
"I'm sorry Shawn, I must go." Mr. Feeny replied.
"Wait, let us walk you then, it's not really out of our way." Shawn offered.
"No, no my boy. You must continue your journey."
"Yeah, come on Shawnie, Mr. Feeny will be fine." Cory added.
"But, it's New York City…I'm not saying you can't take care of yourself but there are still a lot of creeps and weirdoes out there…" Shawn replied, reminiscent of saying a similar phrase when Cory and Topanga ran away to elope.
"Trust me, Shawn. I will be alright." Mr. Feeny assured.
Reluctantly Shawn and Cory bid Mr. Feeny farewell, and they went in their separate directions.
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