She remembered that date, although how she did so after all those years left her puzzled: Wednesday, May 26th, 3109, at 3:10 pm. She had assumed it wa...s maintenance of some sort that Leda had undertaken on the console; she never imagined it could be restoration of the temporal transducer module.“Siri--where exactly does the temporal transducer module install?”“Beneath the console, approximately 2’ deep inside the dais.”“Fuck,” she muttered, taking a step toward the dais. “Not inside one of the. ” Tara said. Katie asked, “Does it have a TV?” I said, “It sure does.” I reached in my jacket pocket and handed her a DVD. Megan put the SUV in gear and we slowly crawled out of the driveway. It was early in the morning so the traffic was extremely light. Megan had both hands on the steering wheel and was cruising along just under the speed limit. A couple of blocks away from the house we passed an apartment complex and I noticed a young child probably about Tara’s age sitting on the front step. The head of the HR Department was George Watson. After he introduced his department of 12 people, 8 men and four women he opened the conversation with, "We are going to allow the entire student body to attend your presentation." The material is gender specific to women only, very explicit. Several of the ladies are rape victims and are going to give testimony of their ordeal. They are not going to feel comfortable with men in the audience during their part of the program. If I need to refresh. .”“Dave, Dave, Dave,” I said, “we are forever. First it was you and me. Then it was you and me and Brindy...”“You didn’t say ‘now it’s you and me and Brindy’, so something is changing...”“You should stop going to Texas,” I said. “You should stop making young Guatemalan girls turn eighteen overnight.”“Does this have something to do with waking up with Mila in our bed?”“It does. You remember how we grew to bring Brindy into our marriage?”“Yes...”“Dave, do we have room for another?”“Mila asked for.