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Chapter #4 –

"So where are we headed?"

"Oh, like you don't know…" Shawn said sarcastically.

"Actually I don't. Topanga wouldn't tell me anything except to go with you, and make sure you don't take public transpiration."

"What's with making me walk throughout the city anyway?" Shawn muttered to himself.

"What are you guys hiding?"

"Again, Shawn, you think Topanga trusts me enough to not tell you?"

"Yeah, you're right. I'd know before we left the restaurant."

Cory shook his head and smiled.

"So, again I ask, where are we headed?"

"Central Park, specifically Strawberry Fields."

"Wait, isn't that where John Lennon's memorial is?"

"Yep, and the song 'Imagine.'"

"Ah," Cory replied in understanding.

After about a half hour of walking, the duo came upon Strawberry Fields.

Shawn quietly looked at the memorial on the ground, flowers continually placed around it.

Shawn looked around for a clue card of some sort, but found nothing.

"Cor…Please?" Shawn turned to his best friend and decided to try the puppy eyes..

Cory sighed, "Okay fine, I'll go this way," (indicating Eastward), "and look for a clue there."

Shawn gave a quick triumphant smile as he looked around again, as Cory went in the direction he indicated.

Shawn became lost in thought as he stared at the memorialized plaque. He didn't realize he was being spoken to.

"Excuse me, mate. But would happen to know where I can find FAO Schwarz? The missus insists it's in Times Square." Said a man in an Australian accent.

"Now, I told you its not in Times' Square dear, I said Herald Square." Said a woman in an Irish accent.

"Mate?...Sir?" Said the man again, as he laid a gentle hand upon Shawn's shoulder.

Shawn jumped at being startled. "Huh? Oh sorry–"

He looked at the couple, with wide smiles on their faces.

"Happy birthday brother!"

"Happy birthday Shawn!"

"Jack! Rachel! What are you doing here?"

"We came for a quick visit for your birthday." Replied Jack.

"Yeah, but how did you get the time off?" Asked Shawn.

"We made a stop off at one of the bases, and today was a free day. But we have to fly back tonight." Rachel added.

Shawn gave a sad smile, disappointed that they couldn't stay. However, he was thrilled that they were able to come to visit.

"I am so glad you were able to make it out!" Shawn said excitedly. "Wait…How did you know I would be here?…Never-mind, Topanga, right?" Shawn felt as if he answered his own question.

Neither Jack, nor Rachel answered him, while Cory came back after another moment. Shawn gave Cory a look, as if to ask if he knew but Shawn knew that Cory would either say "no," or remain silent.

"Oh, before we forget," said Rachel, reaching into her pocket and producing a card. "Here is your next clue.."

Shawn took the bright blue card, and looked to Jack.

"Sorry little brother, you know the rules. No help from us. Just the clue givers." He said with a smile, (with Shawn's suspicions confirmed) as he opened the card.

"Clue #3 – Where the scholastic part of your heart has always belonged...Once you opened it to the opportunities, and possibilities..."

"I know where I'm going...But, are you sure you guys can't stay? Just for the night? I really would love to catch up and hear all about what you two are up to…" Shawn pleaded. This all made Shawn feel a bit more lonely…First Mr. Feeny, and now his brother and Rachel were here, only for them to leave just as quickly as they arrived...

Jack sighed sadly. "Sorry Shawn...But we really have to head back..."

Giving Shawn a tight hug, Jack and Rachel bid he and Cory farewell.

They left, and Cory saw the disappointment in his friend's eyes.

"Hey, Shawnie...you okay?"

Shawn sighed, much like his brother. "I guess...I just wish they could stay...That they could all stay."

"I know...I know..." Cory said sympathetically with a hand placed on his friend's shoulder.

Shawn shook his head, as he headed uptown.

"Shawn? What does the next clue say?" Cory asked.

"We're headed to the carousel, and it's golden rings."

"What for?"

"It's where the literary piece of my heart belongs; once I opened it up."

"Wha...?" Cory asked, stumped.

"Holden Caulfield, and The Catcher In The Rye?" Shawn asked, trying to lead Cory to the anwer.

"I remember your poem in college Shawnie, but what does a carousel have to do with it?"

"You didn't pay attention to any part of that book did you?" Shawn asked.

"That period wasn't one of my strongest moments in college Shawn." Cory admitted.

"At the end of the book, and Spoiler Alert by the way: Holden watches his little sister Phoebe on the carousel in Central Park. He watched as she grabbed the golden rings as she circled around and around. The golden rings were symbolic of innocence; her innocence as a child, as she would eventually grow up...Think of the rings the way you would think of Feeny's garden metaphors." Shawn explained.

"Ah." Cory said with a nod of his head and better understanding.

Shawn and Cory reached the carousel, but no one was around. Shawn knew usually he'd have had to look for someone by this point in the scavenger hunt.

"Okay...So...Cory, do you have my next clue?"

"Nope. And you know I have no idea where we are going, or even supposed to be."

"What could that clue have meant?" Shawn asked aloud, more to himself than Cory.

Cory shrugged in response, as Shawn looked at the clue again.

"Where the scholastic part of your heart has always belonged..." Shawn said quietly to himself.

'I don't get it,' Shawn thought. 'This, right there is where my heart belongs...Wait...Scholastic...Books...Library! Aha! But which one, there are dozens...Hmm...' Shawn continued to ponder in thought

Meanwhile, as Shawn contemplated his next move, Cory received a text from Topanga.

She had wondered why this clue was taking Shawn longer than the others. "It looks like he took a wrong turn. We're at the carousel in Central Park, but no one is here…Unless that was the point?"

Topanga replied soon after. "No, he's at the wrong place. I didn't think we'd stump him. Oh well, that works too."

Cory smiled, and replied back. "So where is he supposed to go, and why does it work better?"

"You'll see, and I'm not telling you where you need to head next." Came Topanga's reply.

Cory shook his head, as he turned his attention back to Shawn.

Shawn looked at the clue again, and noticed something written in small print. "Hint: Go to the Midtown East location; closest to TGIFriday's & H&M."

"Can I please use Google? Nothing more, I just want to double check – I'm not normally in that area…"

Cory sent a text to Topanga, who replied quickly.

"She's glad you haven't been using technology, and is surprised you got stuck Shawnie. But she says yes, you can."

Shawn took out his phone, and put in both locations. His guess was correct, and he and Cory headed to their next destination.

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