Sixteen
Episode 103
Lost in Cyberspace.
Bryce came flying into my office Monday afternoon, tossed a file folder on my desk, and collapsed on the couch.
“Have you seen this guy?”
“What guy?” I asked, picking up the stack of catalog pages that the flying file folder had knocked to the floor.
“The next straight guy. Lyle.” He pointed wildly at the folder. “Look.”
Knowing he wouldn’t leave until I did, I flipped open the folder. And nearly dropped it.
“What is this guy?” I pressed my nose closer to the picture for a better look—this must have been some kind of camera trick. “A hobbit?”
Lyle looked short, stocky, and like he hadn’t seen the better end of a brush since puberty. The picture was one of those taken by a computer webcam. In the background I could see vast amounts of compute
