Chapter 4GEORGE SAT AT HIS desk, having walked around the school half a dozen times. Voting had been brisk early on, but had slowed just after lunch. Ms. Sweeney had placed signs on all the doors for voters to use the gym entrance, no longer requiring his presence at the main door. Ms. Sweeney knocked on the open door, distracting him from staring at the wall. She told him that Rachel Downey wanted to speak to him.
“You're still here, I see. What can I do for you?”
“Mr. McAllister, laptops can still send messages if their batteries are charged. The president needs them. Would you walk me around to the classrooms? Maybe some teachers left theirs here. We could borrow them.”
“Well, Rachel, I don't think that's a good idea. I…”
“Of course it is, Mr. McAllister. We may have the only power
