“Jack hadn’t let on, but he was already more convinced than the average skeptic that this was, in fact, the real deal. He didn’t need another book to tell him these Native Americans had had too much time on their hands.

Get to work, Jack. This is why you became an archaeologist. He was wondering if he was going to need to buy that whip and hat after all, along with some bags of russets.

And I might need to move the sofa to make room for Potato Mountain.”