If husky, 31-year-old John Henry Grant seemed more subdued than the rest of the family, nobody noticed it. As he carried the two suitcases into the Los Angeles Municipal Airport his two youngsters looked eagerly for the DC-3 that was to take them to San Diego in celebration of young Bobby's fifth birthday.
Nobody even thought it strange that Jack Grant made a trip back to the car to bring a heavy third suitcase for Mrs. Grant to take on the plane. It was his own rectangular yellow rawhide bag. Only he knew that...
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