Stargate Atlantis 19 - Legacy 4 - The Furies by Jo Graham

Author:Jo Graham [Graham, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Washington was cold and snowy that week, the week she’d been waiting for. Sam was doing Presidential Classroom, one of the government up close special programs for gifted high school juniors and seniors. She was rolling into the last semester of her senior year already accepted to college, ready for the last five months without a lot of pressure that she’d have in a long time. All she had to do was not screw up and she was set. So she could take a week out of school to go do a special program.

Of course it snowed buckets the entire week. She was coming from Florida, from Tyndall Air Force Base, and all her clothes from when they’d been posted in colder places were long since outgrown. So Sam pretty much froze to death the entire week.

“It’ll be a great experience for you,” her dad had said. “A little taste of the best and brightest from all across the country, just like the Academy will be next year.”

If that was so, she hoped the Academy would have more science people. Presidential Classroom was full of social studies people, debate team captains and kids who read the Atlantic Monthly. Debate had never been her strong suit, and she felt distinctly outclassed. There were lots of structured discussions where you signed up to present one side or another of a topical issue and argued it to your peers, or where a group was assigned to come up with a position paper or a solution on something thorny. Thankfully, you could kind of steer what task forces you wound up on. Sam was a lot happier with strategic missile arms control than she was with migrant farmworkers.

Fortunately, her roommate, Sib, was one of those social science people, though she was way into space too. She also owned sweaters in a size that fit Sam, a definite plus since she was freezing her buns off. She was a good four inches shorter than Sam, with long brown hair all the way to her waist, and she talked incessantly. Not that it was bad. It made it easier to make friends.

“Sib is short for?” Sibling was all Sam could think of, and that was kind of a weird nickname.

“Sibyl,” her roommate said, throwing herself down on the bed in her blue and purple painted jeans. “That’s not my real name either, but one of my friends started calling me that in ninth grade and now everybody does.”

“Because you see the future?” Sam asked.

“Or the past.” Sib curled her legs up under her. “So we’re on the same team to present the pro position for the Strategic Defense Initiative at the session tomorrow night. Got anything nice you want to say about Star Wars?”

“Well, obviously a missile shield will be very expensive,” Sam said, carefully mustering her thoughts. “The number of payloads required to launch it is going to be extraordinary, even if many of them aren’t space shuttle missions. Even if they’re good old Titans launched from Vandenberg.

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