Coming Home - Book 4
Copyright© 2026 by Douglas Fox
Chapter 4
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Coming Home – Book 4 picks up as the 2032 football season starts and is a continuation of the Coming Home series following Kyle and Penny Martin and their children as they return home to Landenberg, PA when Kyle is hired as the head coach for the Philadelphia Eagles. You should read Coming Home, Books 1, 2 and 3 before tackling this book.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Consensual Romantic Gay Heterosexual Fiction School Sports First Oral Sex Safe Sex
Wednesday, October 13, 2032 – Avon Grove High School
The ride service dropped Danny off at the school before heading south to Landenberg to deliver the rest of the crowd to their homes. Danny was jetlagged and dead tired but the fourteen-year-old powered through it. Practicing for Friday’s huge game against Downingtown West and Pat Develin, Jr. required his active participation.
Not totally surprisingly, The Daily Local News sent a reporter to interview Danny about the upcoming game. Danny did his best to talk about his team and their expectations. The reporter knew Danny and Pat were acquainted, so he focused on that aspect of the rivalry. Ricardo Munez waited around until the interview was over and gave Danny a ride home. Coach Meyer sent materials home with Danny so he could study the game plan in more detail before Thursday’s practice.
Thursday, October 14, 2032 – Avon Grove High School
The story about Danny Martin and Pat Devlin, Junior’s face-off Friday night made the front page of the local sports section. Kids came up to Danny all day, urging him to make sure he and the team beat Downingtown West that evening. Danny got to reconnect with Anna too. The six days apart while he was in Germany was too long. They would get to spend real time together over the weekend, when the two went on the venturer crew’s bike trip on the C & O Canal.
Friday, October 15, 2032 – Avon Grove High School
The two teams were getting ready for warmups before the game on opposite ends of the field. Pat Devlin spotted Danny, gave him a wave and walked towards the Avon Grove team. Danny saw the wave, returned it and met Pat at mid-field.
“Good to see you again, Pat,” Danny said as the two shook hands.
“It is good to see you too,” Pat agreed. “I guess your season has been going pretty good.”
“It has,” Danny agreed. “Yours has too. Undefeated. That’s not too shabby.” He gave his friend a wink. “Not that undefeated will last after tonight.” Pat grinned back.
“We’ll see about that,” Pat retorted. “You already lost one game.”
“My team lost a game,” Danny corrected. “I missed that game.”
“I know,” Pat laughed. “I watched your dad’s game on TV Sunday morning. They showed you and your family sitting in the stadium a couple times during the broadcast. When did you get back? Monday?”
“Yesterday, actually,” Danny answered.
“Your coach is allowing you to play with one day’s practice?”
“Actually, two days plus todays after school walkthrough,” Danny responded. “I was excused from Tuesday’s practice by Coach.”
“I hope you’re ready, buddy,” Pat responded. “My defense is fired up and will be coming after you tonight. Be careful.”
“My defense will be coming after you too,” Danny said. “Good luck tonight.” He grinned and added, “But not too much luck.”
“Same to you,” Pat agreed. The two quarterbacks went back to their teams and went through their warmup routines.
The Downingtown West Whippets won the coin toss and elected to kick the ball to the Red Devils. Danny and his crew wasted no time. Six plays later, three runs and three passes, he drilled the ball into tight end Mike Franklin’s belly as he backed into the end zone. Pat and his offense wasted no time either, taking the ball and marching down the field to score in eight plays.
Danny sighed. It was going to be one of those games. Last team to hold the ball would win. The two offenses dominated the opposing defenses. He was going to have to make sure every drive ended in a touchdown until Coach Stupar and the defense figured out how to slow down Pat.
Danny led another ground eating drive. A couple plays, when the pressure got too great, he bailed and ran for yardage. Usually this produced big gains as he wove his way through the unprepared defense. To his surprise, both times a Whippet linebacker was on him almost as soon as he crossed the line of scrimmage, allowing only a minimal gain on the play. Despite this setback, he still managed to move his team down into the Red Zone, but was unable to get the ball in the end zone. His team settled for a Bill Everson field goal to give them a 10-7 lead.
Pat and his offense accepted the Red Devils challenge and marched down the field. The defense was starting to get a handle on the Whippets, slowing them down some. Still, twelve plays later, the Whippet running back carried the ball into the end zone. Whippets-14, Red Devils-10.
West’s defense kept Danny under pressure on the next drive, penning him in the pocket. Each time he bailed out and escaped the pocket, that middle linebacker dropped him immediately. Coach Meyer called a couple designed runs for Danny, which provided a blocker to keep that middle linebacker under control. Danny ran for a dozen yards on those two plays. Their big break came on the ninth play of the drive when the Whippet DB misplayed a deep pass. Ricardo Munez came open, caught the ball and moved his team down to the Whippet 14 yard line before the safety tackled him. The Red Devils were unable to stuff the ball into the end zone and settled for a field goal. Whippets-14, Red Devils-13.
The Whippet offense proceeded to march down the field again. Coach Stupar started blitzing to throw off the offense’s timing. On the fifth play, near midfield, Gabe Garcia, their right defensive end broke free when the Whippet left tackle picked up blitzing DB Drew Richardson. Gabe hit Pat Devlin just as he released the ball. Alertly, Joey Phillips, the free safety, streaked to the fluttering ball and snagged it. The Whippet offensive players put Joey on the ground immediately but it was now Red Devils ball at the Whippet 48 yard line.
Danny and the offense took the field and wasted little time. On the third play, chased from the pocket by the pressure, Danny sprinted out to the right and launched a deep ball to Noah Holbrook. Noah outleaped the defender, caught the pass and ran for the end zone. The DB managed to trip him up and drop him at the 2 yard line. On the next play, Danny handed the ball to Hector Chavez, who plowed into the end zone. Bill Everson’s successful extra point kick gave the Red Devils a 20-14 lead.
1:42 remained on the clock for the first half. The Red Devils defense managed to run the clock out without allowing the Whippets to score. Both teams spent halftime resting, rehydrating and trying to find ways to stop their opponent’s offense.
The Whippets received the second half kickoff. Coach Stupar’s adjustments didn’t work as well as he hoped. The Whippets drove straight down the field in eleven plays, scoring a touchdown to retake the lead, 21-20.
The back-and-forth nature of the game continued in the third quarter. The Red Devils drove down into the red zone in five plays but then the drive stalled. The compressed field left Danny less opportunity to complete passes. The Whippet defense kept him penned in the pocket and under pressure. The Red Devils settled for a field goal and a 23-21 lead. Pat and the Whippets were not daunted. The drove right down the field. On the seventh play, Benjamin Bernard, a sophomore DB backup, playing varsity for the first year, was in to replace starter Drew Richardson, who sprained his ankle earlier in the evening. Benjamin misread the pass coverage, leaving a Whippet receiver wide open. Pat spotted the error and launched a deep ball to the uncovered receiver, who ran the ball into the end zone. Touchdown! The Whippets led 28-23.
The Red Devils’ offense took the field. They moved the ball smartly down the field despite heavy pressure from the Whippets defenders. They were approaching the red zone when things bogged down. The Whippets stuffed a run on first down. Second down, Danny was forced to throw the ball away when all his receivers were covered and the pressure became too much. It was third down and eleven yards to go at the Whippet 28 yard line. The Whippets blitzed six rushers. Danny scanned downfield for an opening in the less than two seconds he had. No one was open. The Whippet rush was disciplined. Danny quickly scanned for a crack or hole where he could squirt through the rush and gain some positive yards. There were no gaps.
Danny retreated as the edge rushers closed in. The edge rusher to his right reached him first and tried to wrap Danny up for tackle and a sack. Danny spun free, desperately launching the ball towards the side line to avoid the sack. The two edge rushers plastered Danny and dropped him to the ground. Unable to follow through, his pass out of bounds fluttered and came down in the field of play. Thankfully, Ricardo turned into a defensive back and batted the ball away from the almost certain interception by the Whippet d-back.
It was decision time for Coach Meyer. It was fourth down and eleven yards to go. Odds were low of getting a first down. It would be forty-five-yard kick from this location if they went for a field goal. Bill Everson, a sophomore on the varsity squad for his first year, had made a forty-two-yard field goal earlier in the season but he was questionable at this distance. He had a strong enough leg for the distance but he was still shaky about direction. Coach Meyer sent the young kicker out.
The snap was clean, the hold good and the kick was strong. The Red Devils watched as the ball headed for the goal posts. It drifted just barely to the left of the left goal post. No good.
The Whippet offense took the field, confident that they could put the game away. 6:32 seconds remained in the fourth quarter. A field goal would put the game away for them. Pat Devlin led his team in a textbook drive, mixing runs and passes to keep the Red Devils defense confused. Red Devil defense slowed the Whippets but at a cost. Time drained off the clock. If they didn’t get a stop, there wouldn’t be enough time for Danny to mount a comeback.
The defense finally rallied, stopping the Whippets at the 17 yard line. The Whippet kicker came in and just barely made the 34-yard field goal to give his team a 31-23 lead. Danny and his offense had 2:06 to score a TD and then make the two-point conversion.
Danny called the offense into a huddle before the first play. The 6’-0” freshman was tall enough to look his linemen in the eye, despite giving away forty or fifty pounds to them.
“We got this,” Danny insisted. “Keep those God damned bastards off me a little longer and we have got this.”
“We got your back, Danny,” Isaiah Crews promised. He was a senior, the left tackle and the leader on the offensive line.
“We WILL do this,” Ricardo echoed. “No fear, Danny. Chuck that ball up and I will go get it. I promise.”
The first play was an out to Ricardo, which the Whippet DB covered well. Danny launched a tight spiral to Ricardo, who made good on his promise. He muscled the kid to the spot and ripped the ball away as he and the DB grabbed for it. The DB put Ricardo down immediately, but the Red Devils had picked up twelve yards and a first down. Danny drilled the ball over the middle to his tight end, Mike Franklin, for an eight-yard gain. The Whippets, expecting another pass, were burnt for a dozen yards when Danny handed off to Hector on a delay draw.
The Red Devils had the ball at the Whippet’s 36 yard line. 1:12 remained on the clock. Danny took the snap and dropped back scanning the field. Jake Lilley was running a deep route to draw the defenders deep so he could complete an in route to Ricardo for another dozen yards or so. The Whippet defense was wise to this play. Ricardo was double covered. Danny checked his second read, tight end Mikle Franklin over the middle. Mike was covered too.
Danny checked deep as the pass rush closed in. To his shock Jake Lilley was wide open running for the end zone. Danny launched the ball for Jake a moment before the defensive linemen crashed into him and knocked him to the ground. As Danny went down, he was shocked to see Jake abruptly stop at the 5 yard line and watch helplessly as the ball sailed over his head into the end zone. Incomplete.
Oliver Achenbach helped Danny to his feet. “DAMN!” Danny snapped. He knew that play was sure touchdown if Jake hadn’t stopped. The offense gathered in the huddle for the next play.
“My bad, Danny,” Jake apologized. “The way they are rushing you tonight, I thought I better cut the route short to give you another outlet. I didn’t think you’d be able to get the ball to the end zone.”
“It’s OK, Jake,” Danny replied. “We WILL get this. Here’s the play...” Coach Meyer fooled the Whippets with a delay draw, allowing their defensive linemen to get deep after before Danny handed the ball off to Hector. Hector bulled ahead for eight yards before he was tackled.
The game of football chess continued between Coach Meyer and the Whippet’s defensive coordinator. The play unfolded and looked like another of the Red Devil’s patented deep passes, at first glance at least. All the receivers went deep except Mike Franklin, who stayed into to help block. He hit the pass rusher opposite him but lost leverage. The rusher came free as Mike drifted a few yards away and looked back to Danny. His QB gleefully lobbed the ball over the rusher’s head to Mike. Mike reached up, snagged the ball and ran downfield.
The screen pass moved the ball down the Whippet’s 12 yard line. Coach Meyer calmly called his last time out to stop the clock at 0:47. Coach Meyer signaled in two plays. Time was at a premium. The first play they ran was the delay draw again. The Whippet defense was not fooled. They dropped Hector after a one-yard gain.
Danny frantically waved his people into position for the next play, working without a huddle. He scanned the line to check and make sure everyone was lined up correctly before shouting “Blue...” to call for the snap on the first sound. “... 52.” He took the ball and watched as the passing route developed. Whippet rushers pressured him, forcing him to escape to his right. The receivers’ routes were all covered.
Bill Daugherty broke off his route and ran along back of the end zone, mirroring Danny’s escape. Bill’s change in direction momentarily surprised the d-back covering him. Danny spotted the crack in the defense and drilled the ball into Bill’s belly. Despite only seven weeks of experience playing tight end part-time, Bill caught the ball and dropped to the turf inside the end zone. TOUCHDOWN!
0:24 remained on the clock. The Red Devils were down 31-29 and there was only one choice, go to the two-point conversion. Coach Meyer called in the play. The Red Devils only had five plays in their playbook for this situation and they had run all of them already that night. This play was a fade to the corner of the end zone, where Ricardo would pull a “Kyle Martin,” highpoint the ball, secure it and wrestle his way to the ground for the score. Yes, the football world now called that move the “Kyle Martin” after the way Danny’s dad had scored so often with that move while he was at Penn State and playing for the Broncos.
Three d-backs flooded the corner of the end zone as Ricardo made his way there. Danny watched Ricardo’s progress in the couple of seconds needed to get into position. A whippet rusher broke free of the left tackle’s block. Danny momentarily considered lobbing the ball up and hoping that Ricardo could get it.
The rusher grabbed Danny’s jersey as he spun away to get free. A linebacker lunged for Danny as he scooted forward. No one was open. Danny groaned and turned as the linebacker went to tackle him, hoping to wiggle free and thrust the ball across the goal line. Danny was able to squirm loose as he flopped to the ground. He managed to extend his arm with the ball as he flopped to the ground. The referee raised his hands to signal the score.
It was a tie, 31-31. This game was going into overtime.
“That was a hell of a thing, Danny,” Bill Daugherty commented to Danny as the two waited for things to get organized for overtime. “It’s obvious why I am playing tight end now. I never could have done what you did, man.”
“I’m just grateful that you cut your route short and found an open spot,” Danny answered. “I was about to be plastered and you saved my butt when you got open.”
The Red Devils won the coin toss to start overtime and elected to go second. The Whippets offense took the field at the 25 yard line. As happened all night, the Whippet offense moved the ball, though against aggressive opposition. Six plays later, they drove the ball into the end zone. They elected to kick the extra point to give them a 38-31 lead. The ball was in Danny and the offenses court now.
“We got this, guys,” Danny predicted as they lined up on the 25 yard line. He and his teammates did. Five plays later, despite intense pressure on Danny in every play, he lobbed a pass to Hector, his outlet from the backfield. Hector smashed through a linebacker and a safety to carry the ball into the end zone.
Danny, Hector and Ricardo kept the offense on the field after the score, all holding up two fingers, begging Coach Meyer for permission to go for two points and end the game on the next play. Coach Meyer played more cautiously, holding up one finger and sending Bill Everson out for the extra point. Bill made it to even the score to 38-38.
Danny and his crew had first possession for the second overtime. The Whippet defense was fired up. They blitzed six players on the first play. Danny barely had time to take the snap and no time to scan for open receivers. Danny cradled the ball with both hands and tried to bull his way forward to lose as few yards as possible before the rush engulfed him. The referees marked the ball at the 27 yard line.
Coach Meyer exploited the Whippets aggressiveness with a couple option runs. Hector picked up six yards when Danny pitched the ball out to him on the next play. Danny kept the ball and picked up another three when they ran the same play again.
It was fourth down and three yards to go at the 18 yard line. Danny and the offensive team captains lobbied to go for it. Three yards was too much for Coach Meyer with the game on the line. He sent Bill Everson out to kick a 35 yard field goal. Bill made it to give the Red Devils a 41-38 lead. The burden was on the Red Devils defense now.
Coach Stupar’s boys were up to the task. They forced Pat Devlin to throw an incompletion as the pressure got to him on first down. He was flushed from the pocket on second down and had to lob the ball away to avoid a sack. Pat found his tight end over the middle on third down. Drew Smith and Joey Phillips dropped him after a six-yard gain. The Whippet head coach opted for safety too. His kicker made the 36-yard field goal to tie the game at 41-41.
PIAA overtime rules changed when you hit the third overtime. If you score a touchdown, you had no choice but to go for the two-point try. Downingtown West took the field at the 25 yard line. The Whippets adjusted to what Coach Stupar called. They hit a wide receiver screen on the first play to pick up a dozen yards. On track, their offense rolled into the end zone after four more plays. On the two-point conversion, the Whippets faked a draw and then Pat fired the ball out to a receiver. The score was 49-41.
Coach Meyer continued with the option plays that had worked after the disastrous first down play last time. Danny, Hector and Noah carried the load on the ground. They used five plays to get down to the 2 yard line. The Red Devils faked a draw up the middle and Danny drifted back away from the pressure. He found Ricardo drifting across the back of the end zone near the goal line. He rifled the ball into his top receiver’s hands. Touchdown! The Whippet’s lead was whittled down to 49-47.
Danny sprinted over to the sideline while the referees set up for the two point try. “What’s the call, Coach?” Danny asked. Coach Meyer explained which of the team’s two-yards-to-go plays he wanted.
“Don’t be afraid to pull the ball away if the defense is stacked up for this, Danny,” Coach Meyer counseled.
“You got it, Coach,” Danny agreed before hustling back to relay the play to the huddle. He called the play and checked the formation to make sure everyone was lined up properly. They were. Danny took the snap, spun to his left and pushed the ball into Hector’s belly without releasing it.
He scanned the defense. They were stacked up, expecting the run. Danny yanked the ball away from Hector as the tailback pretended to carry the “ball” into the scrum at the goal line. Danny danced around behind Hector, scanning down field. If Mike Marchesani read this play correctly, he should be breaking off his corner route and running a hook just behind the linemen and linebackers. It was a sight adjustment. Ricardo knew what to do, but he was heading for the opposite corner.
Danny spotted Mike. He was heading for the corner of the end zone, not having caught the sight adjustment. Danny grimaced as he wrapped both arms around the ball. Nothing to do but run for it. Danny dodged by the outstretched arm of a lineman as he tried for the end zone. The right outside linebacker hit Danny at the line of scrimmage. Danny twisted and tried to miss the brunt of the tackle. The two went down to the ground. Danny stretched his arm out with the ball, hoping against hope that he could break the plane of the goal line before the two thumped to the turf.
A referee ran in and swept his hands back and forth, indicating that Danny had not reached across the goal line. The linebacker hopped up and helped Danny to his feet.
“Good try, buddy, but not good enough,” the linebacker commented before dancing off to celebrate with his teammates. The Whippet players swarmed the field as the despondent Red Devils trudged off the field. Danny noted as the bodies untangled in the middle of the formation, that Hector was in the end zone. Had he screwed up? Should he have left the ball with Hector?
“You played a hell of a game, Danny,” Ricardo commented as they headed for the sidelines. “That was a good call on pulling the ball. It is a shame that Marchesani blew the adjustment. He should have been in perfect position for the score if he knew what the hell he was doing.”
“I knew there was a risk of that,” Danny replied. “Mike is first-year varsity. He just missed the adjustment. You would have known what to do, if Coach had called for an off-tackle play to your side.”
“It’s all water under the bridge,” Ricardo replied. “Mark my words, we will see Devlin and his jokers again.”
“Yeah, Pat’s got two more years of high school,” Danny agreed.
“No, I will see these guys again this year in the playoffs.” Ricardo was a senior and the playoffs were the only place where he could face Downingtown West again before he graduated.
“We may,” Danny agreed. Anna and Ricardo’s girlfriends found their men. They consoled them over the loss.
This loss stung. Danny had completed 18 of 25 passes for 305 yards and three touchdowns. He also ran thirteen times for 97 yards. He had a good evening against a very tough defense. Still, football was about winning and his team lost. This one would stay with him and his team for a while.
Saturday, October 16, 2032 – Dam No. 4, C&O Canal, near Sharpsburg, MD
Twenty-one youth dismounted from the three vans and a car that delivered them to the middle of nowhere in western Maryland, by Dam No. 4 on the C & O Canal. The kids stretched as they worked out their kinks. The two-and-a-half-hour drive from the Avondale Scout Cabin by way of Baltimore, Frederick and Hagerstown was a long one. Many of the kids caught some more sleep before they reached the starting point of their bike trip.
The group walked down to the Potomac River to look at Dam No. 4. This was one of the dams diverting water from the river into the Chesapeake and Ohio Canal between 1831 and 1924 when the canal operated. The dam and water intake were a quite a feat of engineering for two hundred years ago.
The group headed back to the cars and unloaded their bikes. Mr. Hammond, Christina’s dad, had a full-sized van and trailer to haul the bikes. Christina, the crew’s treasurer, did not make the trip, but her dad, the crew’s committee chairman, helped with the trip anyway. Mr. Hammond was not riding, he would provide the “chase” vehicle to pick up anyone if they had a breakdown. He would also haul all the crew’s personal and crew gear down to their campsite that evening.
Matt Robertson, Jackson and Logan’s dad and the crew’s lead advisor, would ride with the group. Mrs. Osborne, the lead female advisor, was tied up with a family thing this weekend, so assistant advisor, Kathy North was the second advisor for the weekend.
Logan Hall, also known as “Logan 2” or “Boss” got the group organized. Logan was the crew president. This crew had an abundance of Logans. Currently they had three Logans in the crew, Logan Hall, Logan “Logan 1” McGhee and Logan “Logan 3” Robertson. All three Logans made this trip.
Jessie, the vice president, helped Logan get things together. Jackson Robertson, the crew’s grubmaster, handed out lunch zip locks to each rider. All the riders had day packs with rain gear, water and their lunch. The rest of their personal camping gear would ride in Mr. Hammond’s trailer and met them at their camping area that evening.
The group rode by the gatehouse onto the tow path for the canal. The tow path was between the canal and the Potomac River. It was five to eight feet wide and covered with gravel. It was a great riding surface. They turned left and followed the tow path down river. The riding was easy.
The ride was scenic, riding parallel to the river. Apparently western Maryland and northern Virginia had some rain earlier. The river level was a little high, just below bank full. The water was quite muddy too. The leaves were various shades of yellow, brown and red. The first few miles were along farm fields. The river turned south and wooded hills rose up towards Sharpsburg, MD and the Antietam battlefield.
Mr. Hammond had a couple hours to tour the battlefield while they crew rode the big loop around Sharpsburg. He would check on them when they passed the bridge to Shepherdstown, WV. Mr. Hammond and the “rescue” van would be available by a phone call while the group was too far from roads for him to follow. No one broke down.
The ride was nice among the trees and hills along the Potomac. The one challenge was dodging fully husked walnuts. Walnut trees seemed to predominate along the tow path and canal. A walnut still in its husk was close to the size of a lemon and quite uncomfortable to ride over, even on a mountain bike.
The group stopped short of the bridge to Shepherdstown for lunch. Jackson, with Jessie’s assistance, had prepared hard salami and smoked provolone wraps. Each lunch zip lock had packets of mustard, mayonnaise and Italian dressing. The bags also included a small baggie of crushed ramen noodles mixed with dried vegetables. Half a cup of cold water rehydrated the noodles in about ten minutes. Add the Italian dressing and you had a nice cold pasta salad.
The crew gravitated into two groups, as was to be expected. Ten of the twenty-one youth were on their first trip with the crew. All of the new kids, except Allison North, were ninth graders.
“Epic meal, Jackson,” Colton Stone declared as he finished his pasta salad. “This meal is just as good as anything we ate at Philmont last summer.”
“We picked correctly for grubmaster,” Logan Hall agreed. “Good job, Jackson.”
Logan made sure they group did a thorough police line to make sure no trash was left behind. Crew 491 prided itself on following low impact camping procedures. They mounted their bikes and continued down river. The group found Mr. Hammond standing on the tow path under the bridge to Shepherdstown twenty minutes later. Everyone’s bikes were in good condition, so after a brief consultation with Matt and Kathy, the group rode on. They would not see Mr. Hammond again until they got to the Antietam Creek walk-in campsite later in the afternoon. Roads between the Shepherdstown bridge and Antietam campground did not come close to the tow path.
The crew had a lot of couples on the trip. Logan Hall and Kaylie hung together on the trail, as did Jessie and Jackson. Danny and Anna, Logan Robertson and Evie, Mason and Tucker, Logan McGhee and Ryder Osborne, Blake Hasting and Skylar Bronson, and the surprise couple, Ben Scott and Amanda Petersen. Four months ago, when they headed to Philmont, Ben barely was aware of girls. Now he was quite taken with Amanda, a ninth grader who joined last month.
South of Sharpsburg, the river made a big bend and ground along the river opened up. For much of the ride, they had been between two sets of hills, to their left across the canal and to their right on the far side of the Potomac. Now the farm fields were to the left. The group continued their ride south.
It was not quite four o’clock when they found Mr. Hammond waiting for them at the north end of the half mile long Antietam campsite. He directed them to ride down to the south end of the campsite, where they would be nearer to his van and the trailer loaded with their gear. No other group was camping in the campsite that evening. Crew 491 would have plenty of room and privacy for the night.
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