THE ADRENALINE RUSH of the past few hours receded like molasses flowing uphill. The president and his agents prolonged their exit with hugs and handshakes. Fritz had slipped into my classroom, and I could see him through the window in my door, replacing our papers with the books and papers that belonged to the substitute. When he finished, he sat in my chair and ran his hand over the desktop. I didn"t disturb him. Less than a day had passed and he found himself in the midst of another international crisis. But this trip into the portal had been very different.
THE ADRENALINE RUSHBefore leaving, the president asked to speak to Fritz. I told him that Fritz would call later, that he needed some time alone. All the while, I blocked the door. Jane asked the president if she could go with him,
