Read The Media Candidate – politics and power in 2048 Page 43

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  Guinda’s phone buzzed her from her trance. “I’m sorry about that interruption, Ted. That was my reminder service. I have a meeting over on campus in fifteen minutes, but I’m finding your story very interesting. It’s a glimpse into a life that’s as different from my experience as—”

  “As we are?”

  “Yes, I guess that’s right,” she said. “We’re not just from different centuries—maybe from different planets.”

  They looked at each other for a silent moment.

  “When can we finish the outcome of the science fair?”

  “It’s not a very pretty story, Guin, but I’ll tell it, and then you can judge whether you want me on your team.”

  “Okay. That’s fair.”

  “But at your convenience,” he said. “I don’t think I’ll be getting many buzzes from my reminder service.”

  They laughed, turned away from each other, and walked toward their respective planets.