I wondered why I suddenly hadn't been good enough for her. I wondered if she had ever really cared about me or if everything we'd done together had be...n a waste of time.Far too quickly, I found myself heading back for my car. I drove home, feeling like there was a piano hanging over my head and at any second it might come crashing down on me.Despite the situation Summer's mom was her usual chipper and cheerful self. Her dad had calmed down somewhat too.After a few moments spent ordering food. She trailed after him, her shoes dangling in her hand, and did her best to avoid stepping on his cape as it dragged on the ground.“Your father was very specific about your requirements, and has left us with a stock of food, and instructions on how to prepare it. Your suite has been furnished to your liking, and you will be provided with a guard and servant. Do not hesitate to ask, should you need anything. At your father’s insistence you will be confined to that area of the spire, he believes. At one point he writes," Steve looked up at the ceiling, cocked his head at an angle, and quoted from some old memory, "‘God is praised through my work in astronomy.'" I didn't know that. So, was Kepler's motivation scientific or religious? Was he more involved in science or religion?"Steve looked at me, took my hand in his, and said: "Now don't get pissed off with me Anna, and thank you for being patient, but there's a problem with the question as to whether his motivation was scientific or. She didn't know how long they had been waiting on her. Behind them she was surprised to see Plek, her former mentor, waiting. Everyone else from the original group was gone. "Plek. What can I do for you?" I need to talk to you," she said. She then scratched the back of her head, indicating that this conversation was intended for portaler's ears only, and went out into the hallway."Certainly. If you would all excuse me." Dahra left the classroom and found Plek waiting for her.As usual Plek was.