Beyond Cool by Bev Katz Rosenbaum

Author:Bev Katz Rosenbaum
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin USA, Inc.

It’s just Mom and me at home for dinner. Sophie and Andrew have taken Jake to Todd Vee’s Restaurant for dinner and toddler-oriented virtual reality games. Mom’s made a good old-fashioned vegetarian lasagna and a California salad. (She’s finally managed to master the newfangled stove Sunny insisted on, which has about a thousand controls.)

I dig in appreciatively. There’s definitely something to be said for eschewing the virtual game/takeout thing.

“Honey, are you still trying to find that doctor?” she asks, concerned, when we’re done.

I lean forward. “We’ve found him, Mom.”

Her eyes widen. “Really?”

“Well, we’ve located him. Haven’t contacted him yet.” Again, I refrain from mentioning that I’m actually planning on paying him a visit.

She shakes her head. “I still don’t know about this, Floe.”

“Mom, you want me and you and Dad and all the other thawed people to live long and prosper, right?” I do the old Star Trek Vulcan greeting.

She returns the greeting and smiles wanly. “I told you, I’m just worried about you, hon.”

“Well, if somebody—namely me—doesn’t find Simkofsky, you’ll really have to worry about me. And hey, you’re the one who signed us up for this cryonics thing.”

She looks pained.

“I’m sorry, Mom, I didn’t mean that.” I really didn’t. It’s just my hoverdriving lesson talking. “I’m really glad you did.” I think. As long as the immune system thing is cured and I don’t drop dead in six years, like Dolly the sheep.

She studies me. “I’m not sure I’m glad I did it,” she says very quietly.

“You don’t mean that,” I say quickly. “And you’ll see, we’ll find this guy, persuade him to help out at the Center, and everything will get solved.”

She reaches a hand out to touch my cheek. “My brave girl. What you must have gone through when you woke up . . .”

“That was a long time ago, Mom.” Not so long ago—I remember it like it was yesterday—but I can’t tell Mom that.

Poor Mom. She looks so forlorn. I kiss her on the cheek. “Stop worrying. Everything’s fine. Thanks for dinner.”

She smiles wanly. “You’re welcome, sweetie.”

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