Spending half my time outside classes in the archives, and the other half in the lab, I stopped going out entirely, which was probably the reason Joey came to look for me in the morning, as I was heading out.
"Hi, Dan," he said, awkwardly. "Nice to see you."
"Nice to see you too," I replied. "This is quite early for you. Why this early? I haven't even had breakfast yet."
"Where are you going then?" he asked.
"For breakfast," I replied.
"Is it true then?" he asked.
"What?"
"That you are having an affair with your supervisor," he spat.
It was bound to happen. Somebody was going to notice at some point that I was close to grandpa, and, since we decided not to share our familial relationship, it was going to be misinterpreted. It was still annoying. I cared about my reputation; not abo
