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THE BLACK SILENT  -  DAVID DUN  -  C H A P T E R   I I

Following his capture and torture and the death of his wife Anna, Sam had decided on San Juan Island as the site of his convalescence. His relationship with his Uncle Ben and Haley turned out to be the perfect balm. In his growing up years, he on occasion came to visit Uncle Ben and now deceased Aunt Helen, and quickly grew fond of them.

During the summer of his twelfth birthday, he had spent the entire three months working with Aunt Helen on the landscaping and Ben had taken time from work for a number of salmon fishing expeditions. There were various other visits and more salmon. For a time, when she was 19 and he was 29, he and Haley had almost been an item. Over his recent months on the island, Sam had found this dormant bond with Ben was growing. Haley was more complicated.

Life had kicked Haley to the ground, but Sam admired her because she kept trying to get back up. The prestigious Sanker Foundation had thrown her out in disgrace, claiming she’d stolen the work and ideas of her fellow scientists. That was shocking because she was the adopted daughter of the eminent Dr. Ben Anderson, also at Sanker, known to be the straightest of the straight.

Sam knew that Haley’s life had been a strange mixture of ups and downs. Before her adoption at age 9 life had been very tough. With Ben and Helen her intelligence flourished. By 16 she could fly Ben’s float plane and run any boat that floated.

Academically she excelled obtaining a PhD degree in marine biology at age 27.

Because of her success Sam knew the last great fall was very hard.

For the present she had taken to operating a bicycle and motor scooter rental business thirty feet from Sam’s sitting spot. She owned it, and had part-time employees, but lately seemed to be showing up herself. Sam’s return to the island had just followed Haley’s expulsion from her job and concurrent ostracization from local scientific society. She hadn’t wanted to talk about the scandal much. He glanced her way and waved. She used that iron will of hers to return a good smile left over from better days and waved back. Then she came closer.

“Can I interrupt your work a moment?” she asked.

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