” As I said this, my eyes flickered to Moore, reminding Barnes that his friend was in on this too. “That would be very terrible indeed, for a grea... many people.“But front page news will still be about you, Senator Barnes,” I continued, and the hint of his smug attitude disappeared. “I’m sure everybody will be surprised that Senator William Barnes has a daughter that was unknown to the public.”His eyes widened in shock, and the three of us were silent as I waited for Barnes to respond. Moore’s. "So, you gotta tell me," he says. "I mean, I've been briefed, but I want to hear it from YOU."You smile, appreciating his attention, feeling somehow a kinship in an otherwise foreign environment. "Well, I was visiting a friend in Europe. She was a grad student, working at CERN. We were just chatting while she was processing some data when--" Janeway to all senior officers," a voice announces. "Report to the bridge immediately." Damn," says Tom, standing and straightening his uniform. "Duty. People who knew her would see her in a way she couldn’t bear to be seen. It was one thing to be a certain way in private. It was even okay, even stimulating, to pretend she was blurring the line between the office and the bedroom. It was quite another thing to be confronted with it as reality. What if the people she knew and worked with saw that? How would she be able to face them ever again? What would happen to her credibility? Her career? Would she always hear people snickering as she. I said I understood. And went off to my next lesson – Latin. In which I excelled, of course. The best pupils looked at me as they read carefully their Latin texts and answered questions, in Latin. Then it was my turn and I rabbited away like it was natural to speak a language that had died out a thousand years ago.As we left, one girl whispered, “Show off.”“Ignore her, she’s jealous. How come you can speak it so well? Do you talk in Latin at home? Or do you come from ... Latinium?”“Only.