Of all the strains housewives around the country had to endure, I thought wryly, serving as a guinea pig for their spouse’s experiments usually wasn’t one of them.
I leaned back and tried to relax, but relaxing wasn’t easy when you have a helmet on your head and wires running from it in every direction,
complete with someone leaning over you every once in a while. Of course I was willing to cut Phineas some slack, but this was taking forever.
“Did you fix the problem yet?” I asked, straining my eyes to try to see what he was working on.
My brother leaned back up and turned around to face me. Although his usual smile was in place, there was a curve to his brows that indicated he didn’t really know how this was going to end. “I
we have now” he replied. “I’m not sure, though. This is really sensitive equipment.”
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