After breakfast, Grandpa dragged me into his office to have a conversation.
"I have class now," I said.
"Oh, just skip the first one," he said, waving his hand. "It's not like you'll miss that much."
Quite an attitude for a Professor.
"So," I said, "what's the matter?"
"Nothing," Grandpa said.
The door opened without a knock. Strange, since Grandpa's office was designed to avoid that. Nobody was supposed to come in without Grandpa's explicit permission.
"Ah, there you are, Mervin," Grandpa said, referring to the Major by his first name. That was unusual.
How much did things change while I was asleep?
"I guess you're curious too?" Grandpa said.
About what?
"Of course I am," the Major said. "I need to see whether all our hard work paid off."
Our? Since when are they a 'we'?
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