Lew had forgotten the little girl until she spoke up. "He's right," she said. "You can't trick him. He's been doing this for a long time."
Right. Naturally. Lew paused to get himself back on track.
"The story I would like to hear," he said at last, "is the story of Osgood Finnegan: his early life, and the events that led to his later career."
Those little-used gears in back of the Book were still grinding away. "This is an unusual request," said the Book. "I do not advise or recommend: I merely comment. As scientists go, Finnegan was not preeminent. Very few people remember him."
"He is undervalued," Lew corrected. "But I'm especially interested in what drove him from obscurity to greatness."
The Book's eyes irised shut. "I believe that I have information about his early life. About his final projects and discoveries, though, I can say little."
"That's fine. It's the beginning of his career that interests me."
The Book opened its eyes and those old, little-used gears spun their way back into silence. We must be back on familiar ground, thought Lew.
"I have the story you request," said the Book. "What do you offer in exchange?"
So Lew told his stor
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February 20th, 2012 at 2:08 pm
I think that both of those things are appropriate.
