Wayne looked over at me in confusion, but I simply shrugged because I was just as clueless as he was.

“Six in the morning this Saturday?” Wayne confirmed.

“Yes, this Saturday,” Dad said.

“May I ask what will be happening then?” Wayne inquired.

Dad finally released the young man’s hand.

“There is something important I would like you to observe in person before you finalize your decision.”

Wayne looked at the neatly tied tomato vines, looked at Dad’s calm face, and finally glanced over at the quiet gray house next door.

“Alright,” Wayne agreed slowly.