Thirteen Years Later, Two Blue Competition Badges Answered Every Question

“For Mason’s school.

Not many people from the old neighborhood would bother.”

Her thumb stopped on the fold.

“Mason’s school,” she said.

“He’s been preparing for a year for this.

Vanessa has a chart on the refrigerator with the dates and the times on it.” He smiled at the thought of the refrigerator, at himself.

“What’s his project?”

“The aquifer under Oakridge.