09-14-2016, 08:00 PM
Jon pushed past Noah and out into the night. The moon was not up yet, and he could see the Milky Way cut through the darkness. Glittering stars, millions of them against the blackness of space. Just like the place where people dreamed.
His Wallet had gone off during the meditation exercise. Jon pulled it from his back pocket and tapped the screen. Nick Trano -- Secretary Trano, he should say -- had sent him a message. Jon was surprised he could get a signal from here. There were still dead spots in remote areas of the West, especially on the reservations. So Trano wanted Jon to come to Washington, was it? That place could be a lonely town without friends. But at least he'd made it to the right place. President Dawson likely thought he would be able to discourage a potential adversary by bringing Trano into his fold. But Trano would have the spotlight on him in such a particularly critical department. He'd be a tenfold household name. A well played maneuver.
He typed out a quick reply: "Glad to see you're vertical and in the news again making waves. You looked good on C-SPAN. I will gratefully accept your invitation. And if memory serves me right I'd better hurry up before it's all gone."
Guess he was headed to Washington, now. He wondered if there was some way he could be in two places at once. At least, two places at once in the waking world. It was a good thing the airlines packed comfortable pillows.
His Wallet had gone off during the meditation exercise. Jon pulled it from his back pocket and tapped the screen. Nick Trano -- Secretary Trano, he should say -- had sent him a message. Jon was surprised he could get a signal from here. There were still dead spots in remote areas of the West, especially on the reservations. So Trano wanted Jon to come to Washington, was it? That place could be a lonely town without friends. But at least he'd made it to the right place. President Dawson likely thought he would be able to discourage a potential adversary by bringing Trano into his fold. But Trano would have the spotlight on him in such a particularly critical department. He'd be a tenfold household name. A well played maneuver.
He typed out a quick reply: "Glad to see you're vertical and in the news again making waves. You looked good on C-SPAN. I will gratefully accept your invitation. And if memory serves me right I'd better hurry up before it's all gone."
Guess he was headed to Washington, now. He wondered if there was some way he could be in two places at once. At least, two places at once in the waking world. It was a good thing the airlines packed comfortable pillows.