“Y-Yeah,” I said, a little embarrassed. “Don’t be embarrassed honey!” he said. “How old are you?” “Eighteen,” I replied. He nodded. ...��Come with me.” I followed him into the basement where it was empty. It looked a lot like a dungeon. I was kind of excited to see what he had for me. There was a lot of things hanging from the ceiling and tables and stuff. “Are you claustrophobic?” he asked me as we walked into a room. I shook my head no, and he nodded. “Would you be okay tied down?” I nodded.. He was blond and gray-eyed and much too young to be Devanie's father. She leapt from the still-moving car, threw her arms around the man’s neck and cried, "Uncle Ruthven! I didn't think you were coming."He returned her hug a bit stiffly. "I wouldn't miss my favorite niece's wedding." Not a wedding quite yet," Charles said, getting out of the car. "Just an engagement party, by way of your big family reunion. But I'm mighty pleased to meet you either way. Put her there." Ruthven looked at. Mom, Dad and Matt were already there when we got there. I introduced Mike to all of them and we sat down. The awards ceremony wasn’t due to start for another half hour, so it gave us time to visit and for everyone to get to know Mike. My parents invited us to go out to dinner with them when the ceremony was over and we accepted.The awards ceremony was like all the others I had ever attended. Long and boring, except for when Mike and I received our awards. Mike ended up placing third in the. “Stay on this frequency.”I called Air Ranch on their Unicom frequency while I waited for City Approach Control to get back to me. Wes was in the pattern with a student pilot and answered instantly. I told him what the problem was and begged him to go to city airport to help me. He told me he was on his way. I told him I wanted him looking up at the plane’s landing gear as I made a low pass over the field.I also asked that he patch Adam Timms, the man who’d been my flight instructor for my jet.