The University Grille back home is usually filled to capacity on weekend nights. The same holds true in New York City. Anne and I discovered a quaint little gathering place next to the park that we both seem to enjoy. The patrons are about the same age as us so we blend in nicely. The music is performed live and they serve something called Long Island Iced Tea. Dr. Ambler analyzed it and determined that our beverages did not contain a trace of tea. We had several! (It annoys Anne when I refer to her as Dr. Ambler.)
My initial reaction to the younger population is this: They are full of excitement and looking forward to the future. Anne pried a little deeper and discovered a lot of them were frightened of the future, but they put on a brave face. It’s a social precept to appear happy – even if you’re not. They’re not completely honest. Almost all of them are thinking about sex.
We are fully aware that we have dropped in on a society with a criminal element. Still, to Anne’s horror, she stumbled upon two unsavory criminals preparing to victimize a young girl in a drunken state. They obviously had no clue that their thoughts were wide open for the reading and their disgusting plans developed unfettered. We felt helpless to assist because of time line corruption. It ruined the evening for us. We knew a rape was about to be committed and we couldn’t prevent it. I know we are only here as observers - I don’t need reminding, but I’m only human after all.
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