Chapter Twenty-Three
Things were
going just fine at home during the last few days of spring break. Betty was thrilled with her new boyfriend and
Stanford was just wild about Betty.
Spring
definitely sprung that week. We had finished
planting our garden and the peach trees I had planted were already a foot
high. They would be ready to transplant
in a couple weeks it looked like.
My
experiments were set up and differences were beginning to show. Of course the seeds I had not touched were
not showing yet but the ones I had were.
Since I would not be doing anything until the next Saturday; keeping to
my one week theme, not much else I could do.
They would be watered regularly by our watering system we had in the
greenhouses. Aunt Becca and Kassie would
keep an eye on them and let me know if anything drastic happened.
Kassie said
she would skype with me several times during the week for updates.
However,
when I got back to school, I found that one of my professors was no longer
there and that a Dr. Lois Rambles has replaced her. This was in my Plant morphology course.
She was
interesting and reminded me of the stereotypical grandma figure. You know, the kind that would spoil her
grandkids rotten but not take any sass from anyone. That type that could give you a cookie even
when mom and dad said no? I would have
loved to have a grandma like that!
Anyways the
trouble came and my life changed when Dr. Rambles caught me in the
proto-room. I didn’t even know she had
access, let alone WANT to be there. It started out fine since I had gloves on and
was simply setting up one of the experiments for Dr. Ross. Just some simple milkweed he was going to
plant in the Butterfly garden. He was
trying to see which of two different species were preferred by a certain
species of butterfly.
First of
all, Dr. Rambles startled me when she asked about the gloves.
“Dani, why
are you wearing gloves?” she asked with that left eyebrow of her arched and
derned if I wasn’t compelled to tell the truth.
“I don’t
want to touch the seeds.”
“Why not?”
she asked with that arched brow still giving that “LOOK”.
I felt like
she was just pulling the truth right out of me. I tried OH so hard to keep my mouth shut but
I could not for the life of me and I began to get desperate since I did not
want my last ability known by anyone else.
“because I
don’t want to skew the results…” I was
getting physically ill and did not want her to ask any more questions so I ran
for the bathroom and threw up my lunch.
She followed
me in there.
“Are you
ok?” she asked me.
“I’ll be
fine, just leave please. I don’t like
being sick in front of people.” What
else could I say? Hey your questions are making me sick? And I don’t know why!
“Well Dani,
I will leave but I actually came to let you know that someone named Selman is
waiting to talk to you outside.”
I literally
moaned out loud as I came out of the stall and washed my mouth out at the
sink.
“I take it
she is not your favorite person?”
“You have no
idea. I want nothing to do with her, she
just wants to use me.”
And again
with that arched brow “what do you mean?”
“Look,
you’ll probably hear about it anyways since there are video’s on line but I
have certain abilities. I’m one of the
Affected. And Selman wants me to go to
her lab and be studied. I want nothing
to do with her. I just want to live my
life the best I can.”
Then came
the question that changed everything…
“What are
your abilities?”
OH how I
wanted to run away, just anywhere to get away from her but it was like my feet
were frozen to the floor and she just stood there pinning me to that spot with
THAT LOOK!!!
I started
feeling sick again but the words were just pulled out of my mouth.
“I can talk
to animals…” I groaned out. “and fly…” I was in some serious pain but she just
kept staring at me with THAT LOOK!
“And
…and… I … can… ohhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m gonna
be sick again…” and so I was.
All over her
feet.
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