Chapter 2…The Rainbow Ring
I hardly slept that night; my excitement was at its peak. But things didn’t stay that way, and the letdown was terrible.
I came to breakfast the next morning all primed to talk about Dad’s great discovery or invention or whatever he wanted to call it.
He didn’t want to call it either one and wasn’t in the least excited about it.
“The time travel thing, Bob? Oh, yes. It’s only research, you understand. Something may come of it.”
“Something may come of it! Why, Dad, we saw it last night! You’ve got it made!”
“Oh, good heavens, no! We may hit a stone wall any day now. We have our other research, too—the important work—”
“The important work! What could be more important than going back into time?”
“Oh, quite a few things. Finding out exactly what time is, for
