The day after their breakfast at the Milky Way, Carolyn stopped by the News-Gazette, where she found Merry tearing her hair out over an upcoming story about the new director of the observatory. "It's like he speaks another language. No one is going to understand this interview. I need a star geek translator!"
"This town is full of star geeks, isn't it?"
"Yes, but my deadline is tonight. Never mind. You're right. You're brilliant. This town is full of star geeks who will understand exactly what he's talking about. All I have to do is get the spelling right." Pleased, she sat back in her chair and stuck a pencil in her dark halo of curls. "So what's up? You solved my problem, now let me solve yours."
"It's…well, it's Tobias."
"Ah. Boy trouble. Not just boy trouble, Knight boy trouble. My
