Alerted by the noise, Aunt Josie came around the display. “Mr Gunroe!” she said, in amazement. She folded her arms across her chest. “What are you doing here?”
“I heard there was a Mound Builder display at the library and I wanted to see it. I had no idea you were behind it.”
“Hi, I’m Tom.” Uncle Tom came forward, extending his hand for a handshake.
Dr. Gunroe looked at his outstretched hand, and sniffed. When he finally took it, Uncle Tom shook his hand vigorously.
“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Gunroe. We have a lot in common. I’ve been collecting arrowheads since I was a kid.”
Dr. Gunroe pulled his hand away. “The name is Doctor Gunroe. You have some arrowheads?”
Uncle Tom was happy to talk about his collection. “I found them in the mound that shares Pilskins property with my grandma’s. My great-grandma’s been finding relics ever since the 1890’s. They plowed a whole mound under and found a lot of stuff. Mind you, they just reburied the old bones in the garden.”
“That’s where I found my pipe!” Jax said.
“Guess they missed something,” Uncle Tom said, grinning.
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