His physicist girlfriend needed help, and she wasn’t happy about it. She wouldn’t ask for help, even to save her doctorate. Her simple experiment wasn’t working. But maybe, something simple and never tested, could have surprising results.Excerpt: We looked the equipment over. She talked me through it again, yelling over the noise, despite sound suppressing communications built into our safety gear. Talking didn’t reveal any solutions. As far as I could tell, there were only two possibilities. One, the equipment was not in alignment no matter what measurements said. Or two, the collisions were not happening where expected, making results out of alignment. Either way, the solution was the same. Move the detectors. So, there we were, in pretty much the world’s most uncomfortable sound, in stinking, uncomfortable outfits, and trying to work in cramped spaces. It was more than enough to make anyone irritable. Add to it the stress of a Dean personally disapproving of her work, and a cherry on top that it wasn’t working… No wonder Carol had been unhappy of late.Parents’ Guide: Should be suitable for younger teens. No offensive language, violence, substances, nor romantic scenes. Read more