The Distance Beacons

The Distance Beacons

The Last P.I. Series

Book 2

by

Richard Bowker

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Thank You.

In memory of Victoria Bolles

Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range,

Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.

—Alfred Tennyson

Chapter 1

It was one of those May days that make you wonder what's so bad about being alive. Sun shining, birds singing, flowers blooming—the Earth seemed to have shrugged off the awful things we had done to her, and she was offering the same old beauty and warmth and hope that had always been her gift to us, It was the kind of day that could make you half-believe that nothing awful had happened. It was the kind of day you had to take advantage of, in case the Earth changed her mind.