Then a small breeze brings a scent to your nostrils, a scent of... bird. You don't quite know how you can pinpoint it, or how your sense of smell is t...is good. "Strange," you think to yourself. You open your eyes, ready to see the white ceiling of your room, and you're shocked to see green and brown all around you. Reflexively, you reach for your glasses, but you grope at nothing but air, instead of your bedside table. Then you realize that everything is extremely clear, the trees, the bushes,. So being that I am in charge of automation, I was voted by the other managers as the most likely to understand the new tech. Since we are such a small company, there was not enough money to take a second person, so I was on my own. I was to fly out late Friday afternoon, check in to my hotel and get ready for the craziness that these conventions usually are. Fortunately I had done significant research and narrowed the field of software developers down to four. The problem was that I would have. They might even kill her, but somehow she doubted she would be that fortunate.Frank got up bright and early and cooked eggs and made coffee and toast. He normally wasn't one to cook breakfast, but he was excited about having Angel there, and he wanted to do something to make the day more special.Angel rubbed her eyes and opened them slowly. Years of being nocturnal had conditioned her to sleep during the day and stay awake at night, so she was having difficulty adjusting to mornings, but there. "Where did you disappear to for such a long while?" I sent to Chris. "Oh, I had an idea bouncing around in my head so I went off to see if I could work it loose." That's pretty uncommon for a high school student, isn't it?" Mr. Kimble asked."Yes, it certainly is. Even my parents weren't exactly enthused," Well, they weren't, but about my not coming back to Arbor, not about my dropping out of high school. It was a small lie. "But I invoked great-great grandpa Dave." But he had been home.