EPILOGUE – SUMMER FOUND
The natives crowded around the military helicopter, not quite believing that something so heavy, and made of something similar to their spearheads and jewellery, could fly like a bird, or even hover like a hummingbird, or even be noisier than the entire village shouting like they did when it was announced that their “saviours” had recovered from their strange disease of the mind. Even the chief and his wife were inspecting the aircraft, being given a “tour” by the old pilot.
It was noon now, several days after the Shortmans and Eduardo recovered their memories. The three adults were still dressed in their native garb, though, and despite Esther having brought western clothing for them, they decided to forego that for now, given that they were in the middle of the tropical summer now. The men still had long hair, beards, and moustaches, albeit now well groomed. The group, along with the children, were walking toward the helico