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CHAPTER 11
The Disappearance, as it was called, happened on the border which had been contested by China and India for decades. A contingent of Indian soldiers had not reported back to their base. It wasn't front page news at the time but was carefully discussed by intelligence agencies around the world.
When Dr. Zee heard about it, unofficially, he immediately came to the conclusion that China had developed a spacetime bubble weapon. But instead of the more dramatic and destructive energy shedding of a superluminal bubble, they had discovered the resonance that attached an extra-dimension to normal spacetime. From the description, Zee was sure that the disappeared soldiers were caught in that supra spacetime.
Zee was called to Washington DC and found himself in many meetings with the government and the military. Zee pointed out in the meetings that if the Chinese were this far along then they may also be ahead in developing a space drive. The country, at least at the highest levels, was being shocked into reality.
Harry had gotten his doctorate and taken a job with a Texas university teaching and researching. At the age of twenty, he was the youngest professor at the university. Lauren was finishing up her last semester and would soon be finished with her doctorate. Harry was hoping she would follow him to Texas.
As a young professor Harry had three introductory physics classes to teach his first semester. Since he was teaching the courses for the first time, he had to spend a lot of time preparing, he spent little time on research. One advantage he found to teaching was that he was having to learn the subjects in much greater depth than he did as a student. He found out that it was true, teaching a subject was a great way to learn it.
Harry was so busy he didn't have much time to miss Lauren. But there were moments when a measure of quiet entered into his routine and then he almost always ended up thinking about her. It was during one of these long moments that he decided he had to do something; he had to ask her to marry him.
Once he made the decision, it was as if everything became clear which had been cloudy. He knew he cared for her, but he never admitted he loved her enough to sacrifice his routine. Now, after the decision, he knew he loved her more than enough. The only question was should he say something next time they talked or the next time he saw her.
He wouldn't be seeing her for at least six more weeks, he wasn't sure he wanted to wait that long, at least to ask her. He would do it next time they talked, which would be that evening.

