Ugh, of course he’d only be that cool after Mom flipped out on him if he liked me as more than a friend. How did I not think of that before! She lea...ed her head against her window, taking slow bites of her sandwich without tasting anything.“You don’t have to make a decision or anything now, A,” Ayanna said in a gentle tone. “You don’t even have to tell me if you don’t want to, I’m not gonna push you. I know it’s hard for you to let people in, but Will seems like a pretty good guy. He’s been. With a bit of luck you can come right back as soon as you have heard his story, and have your evening meal back here.”John noted that she was using terms like ‘okay’ that she had picked up from him. He knew it did not come into the language until the late 1800s, so it was solely from his own time. Perhaps she had picked it up from Vickie or Sheila or Jean though, or maybe it was his translation nanites doing a better job through experience.Following instructions, John was replete before leaving. Hedid not want to go, but he knew he had to go. He ascended the stepsslowly one at a time and pushed the double doors open to enter thebuilding. A grizzled old desk sergeant looked up 'Emma' in surprise. Hewas sure that this woman was supposed to be in Cell Twelve."Good morning, sergeant," the fake Emma said brightly. "I'd like to speakto the person in charge of the Northern Bank robbery case, please. I havesome evidence that may help solve it for them." Adam smiled, showingEmma's brilliant. ”“So, if I win State I can call you?”“Yes, that would be okay. When I get to England, and get a new phone, I’ll give the number to your Mom. She won’t give it to you unless she approves. That should keep you from calling me,” she told me.“You forget, I’m a resourceful little shit if I want to be,” I teased her.“Don’t make me laugh. I need to stay mad at you, for now.”“Okay, you be mad at me.”“I will, you ‘stupid boy’. Do me a favor and stop moping around. I still love you,” she told me.“I love.