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I’m silent on the ride back to London. I hold Daniel’s hand and gaze out at the lights of the city and think about where I went wrong.
We went back to the hospital, but Dr. Venn was asleep and Madeline wouldn’t let us wake him. I understand—I know she just wants to protect him—but right now my mind is reeling and I don’t feel I have any of the answers I need.
How did I look?
I think back to the expression on my face in both the scenes I saw. I was sad to leave my mother, but I was also excited to get on the plane. I know that. I could see that.
And what about later, in Professor Whitfield’s lab? I was smiling. I know I felt smart. I felt like I was doing important work.
Is that so bad, as a future? Even if I’m just visiting for a maximum of five hours at a time?
When I came out o
