“I"ll bet that doesn"t happen to him often,” said Ash.
Ignoring Ashley, I asked Linda, “Do you think I should call him again? I really want to get past tomorrow and see what the fallout is.”
“Then call him tomorrow. And apologize again.”
“Do we get to go to the White House?” Ash smirked.
I scowled. “Look, they want to do experiments on me, like I"m an alien. Before I let them do that, I want a lot more info. If they BS me, I"ll know. I know too much about politics to be baffled by it. I"ll call tomorrow. Let"s eat.”
Knowing that the government would back up my story to the teachers, I laid out a plan. I would tell them how I had met a guy who worked in special effects, how he"d asked me to test the projections in an independent setting. I"d tell them I was upset about how it had turne
