Rita squeezed his paw. "They didn’t wash you away, Roddy. They sent you to find your own beginning."
"Or something important," Roddy said.
"Flushed Away 4-10," Roddy said quietly. "The day everything changed." flushed away 4 10
"Still thinking about it?" she asked.
He pulled out a scrap of wax paper where he’d scribbled coordinates. "I didn’t tell you everything, Rita. Before I landed in your boat that night, I passed through a place. A forgotten sump chamber, sealed by an ancient plunger—marked with the numbers 4 and 10 in rust." Rita squeezed his paw
Four years, ten months, and exactly two days had passed since that great adventure. " Roddy said. "Flushed Away 4-10