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“Okay,” Professor Whitfield said after about another hour. “We’ll start again around 9:00 tonight. Audie, I’ll take you back to the hotel now. Looks like you could use some rest.”
As soon as I got in I took a hot shower, even though I’d already had one this morning. But who cares? I was a free woman in my own hotel room, no one around to tell me I shouldn’t waste the water. I stood there under the spray for a long time, letting the heat coax some sort of answers out of my brain. I know I’m not the only physicist who thinks really well in the shower.
But it wasn’t working. I must have been too tired. I put on my pajamas and crawled into bed for a short nap, and ended up sleeping for a couple of hours. When I woke up it was close to 6:00. I was hungry again, and thought I should probab
