Secrets of the Lighthouse
The other big news about how near a serial killer was to his family disturbed Adam greatly. He was extremely thankful that his family had been protected. It terrified him thinking of what could have happened. The bravery of Frank and Joe would forever be among the list of good deeds that he kept in his heart and was thankful for every day.
Margaret and Adam had discussed what they would do when he returned home. The idea of painting now that he had finished serving honorably in his unit was a very satisfying plan. Adam and Margaret had agreed together that he would give a certain amount of years to the military and then he would be home for keeps. He stuck to that agreement. He couldn’t believe that an art dealer had already visited their home to see his work and loved it. Adam could set up a studio at home and be able to be there with his family as well as provide for them.
Little Sharon found that without the screaming she was sleeping through the night and that was helping improve her health.
The story of Alexander Powers and his love, Sarah, was now known. The lighthouse would be sporting a plaque as well as a tour that honored this Lloyd’s of London man who had successfully completed his mission by finding out about the thieves and murders. The records with the company now reflected this accomplishment and noted the peril he faced in his duty. By disrupting Bradford Wilson’s plans of sinking ships, Powers had managed to stop future wrecks that would have been caused by Wilson. What a person does or doesn’t do effects many.
The elaborate silver set with gold trim that Frank and Joe had found in the crate was not one of the shipments insured by Lloyds of London. A family in California had a most pleasant surprise when they learned of it. The Howards were direct descendants of the purchasers who had ordered it over a hundred years ago.
It turned out that they were in much more need of it than their ancestors. Rough financial times had hit the present day Howards, causing them great concern, but they had not despaired and had stayed strong as a family. They were in shock when the package actually arrived at their home. The family admired the beauty and craftsmanship of the set very briefly. They then sold the expensive service set, and received enough to not only pay the bills but to give to charity as well. The value had increased significantly from when their ancestors had originally purchased the set.
After school one day, Frank and Joe were playing basketball in their driveway. Joe made a leap to try to knock the basketball from his brother’s hands, but Frank successfully moved it out of his reach. He took advantage of his inch taller height and avoided Joe’s attempt. He smiled as his brother, his face intent, made a slight sound of frustration. Then for a few moments only the sounds of their sneakers hitting the driveway were heard.
“Hey, Aunt Gertrude told me something, and I don’t want to be accused of keeping information from you,” Joe said, while again trying for the basketball. Frank bounced it a few times on the blacktop, moving to keep it away from Joe.
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“The lighthouse is going to be used again as a navigational means, not just as a tourism spot.” Joe tried to fake a move and reach around Frank, but his older brother wasn’t falling for it. “A port near the town is opening back up, which is going to be a big help to a lot of people.”
“That’s great!” Frank was happy to hear the news.
“Yeah,” Joe agreed. He was silent for just a moment. “Why would they just invite me to a ribbon cutting ceremony, and not you?”
Frank stopped and looked at his brother quizzically. That was all Joe needed. He reached out and grabbed the basketball, then sent it sailing in a graceful arc toward the net. A ‘swoosh’ announced nothin’ but net. Joe grinned widely at the look on his brother’s face. The game was now in his favor, by the three point basket he had just made, breaking the tie.
“Okay you got me,” Frank’s expression was serious, “Tell me though, are you going to go even though I wasn’t invited? Maybe there was an error and they meant to invite me.” Joe was surprised, he thought his brother would have guessed he had carefully presented that question to him for the sole purpose of getting the basketball away from him.
“Frank, no one was invited to a ceremony. I dont even know if there is going to be one. I just asked why they would invite me and not you. I didn’t even say they had,” Joe explained. Frank nodded his head, but wasn’t moving much. Then all of a sudden he sprang into action, taking back the basketball and sending a shot of his own toward the net.
Joe’s mouth dropped open as he watched the ball slam through the net to give his brother the points necessary to tie the game, again. Frank clapped a hand on his little brother’s shoulder.
“Hmmm, we’re both pretty good at that, huh?” He grinned at Joe, who returned the grin with one of his own.
Months later a large package arrived at the Hardy home for Frank and Joe. Opening it they found two oil paintings, each one depicting a scene of the ocean and the lighthouse, done by Adam Jordan.
The brothers put these up on the walls of their rooms, appreciating the artistry and work put into the paintings as well as the gratitude it contained. Whenever they looked at the pictures they would be reminded how important it was to follow the true light that leads to safety.
NEVER THE END!