It's great to know Brett will always have your back. She not only shares your dream of building the world's first time machine, she's also spent hour upon hour helping you do just that. You're ever so close to success. You just know it!
Think of it—you could become the first person to ever travel backward to another era. Ha! Barely in your twenties, you could become:
Like Neil Armstrong, you'll be the first to set foot on a world ever so distant and supposedly unreachable. You intend to return in triumph, having shown the world possibilities beyond imagination.
The clock atop the carillon tower reads seventeen past the hour, causing you to wince inwardly as you pick up the pace. A couple of your engineering-school classmates warned you that the dean of students puts great stock in punctuality. This could be your only chance to defend your good name against the false charges. But first, you may well have to explain your tardiness. That prospect makes your back muscles stiffen into knots. What if you said your old car broke down? Wow, does that ever sound lame. Besides, the dean has probably heard every excuse imaginable. You could come clean and tell the truth. How's that for an idea?