The experiment works on paper, but in reality, I have squat. It's back to the drawing board and I'm not happy about it. At least I have a new supply of cell phones and laptops for parts. The last thing I have time to do right now is go pillaging for more. Sad but true.
I look over the plans and make a few corrections before tearing the page off the table, ripping it up, and grabbing a new sheet. When I'm in my lab with a problem like this, the rest of the world falls away and time stands still. My back and neck hurt, and I check the time again. It's after midnight, and I realize I should head to bed. Just a few more mathematical changes and I should have this.
It's after three when I finally make it to my room. I fly past her tower and it's quiet. I can't help wondering if she's settled
