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Then he heard his mother’s voice again, but this time slightly clearer. She was on the upstairs level, down the hall, and growing nearer. Then she opened up his door and stuck her head in for a peek. “Your grandpa called,” she said. “He’s coming back again next week. And he wanted me to thank you, and to give you some good news: he has come across another type of fuel