![]() ![]() ![]() “Mom, are you okay?”īlake sits next to June on the couch and holds her hand as she talks. “Oh, honey, that’s wonderful.” She gives Carol a tight hug, and her thin arms feel like bird’s wings. When she finally gets home, she tells her mother she is transferring to Caltech. She remembers their careful measurements, the record sheets, the calculations. The sky above is clear and blue, a perfect test day. The next day, Carol stands on the dunes, visits the blockhouse, hears the ghostly laughter of those engineers, amused that she knows so much, amused that she is even here on their sacred male ground. It’s not as if you’d be going anywhere classified.” Besides, if it weren’t Christmas, you wouldn’t have a problem. ![]() “I’ll check it out, but I think the ID will make it okay. Listen, I don’t want to get anybody in trouble.” “Might even be able to scare up somebody who knew your dad. “You’re kidding! Really? That would be fantastic!” I don’t think anything’s scheduled, but I guess you just want to look around, right?” Then I could get somebody to give you a ride out to the test site tomorrow. ![]() I think it would be okay to let you sleep in the barracks tonight. I get insurance, the army helps pay for my education.” ![]()
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