"Thank you, Uncle Herman, for everything," Seth said, standing outside with his baggage, prepared to go back home.
"You're welcome," Herman returned, wrapping his arms around his nephew to give him one last hug. "You'd better keep in touch."
Then Seth laughed. "I'll come visit on the weekends." Then he took out the medallion from under his shirt and dangled it for Herman to see. They both laughed.
"Travel safe," Herman said.
"Always," Seth returned, then added, "And you, as well."
Herman gave a nod and smiled.
Holding the medallion in his hand, with the red ribbon still slung around his neck, he loudly said the word, "Pooler!" A moment later, bright white firefly lights zoomed in from every direction, spiraling, dancing, and swirling in upon itself, creating a funnel of great, whi
