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then try and come up with a way to survive its accidental triggering.
    More disappointing is the fact that this virus was built in the last ten years. At some level, it would be understandable if this thing had been stumbled upon in the 1940s. There were no computers then that could have been used to simulate the impact of an accidental release. Manufacturing it would have been the only way to prove it was possible. No, with computer simulations and the technology available today, this virus should have been left on a computer.
    I have to let go of the past, though. Any thought cycle spent on what they should have done is a wasted cycle. Moving forward is the only thing left to think about. But how do I move forward? I don’t want to keep information from anyone the way Jane kept the database from us. At the same time, I’m not sure what good a presentation of my findings would do if they are not coherent and are full of more questions than answers. My Dad is about to see how average I can be.
    Sofie, on the other hand, continues to be way above average. She came back from her walk and sat on the blanket with me. I gave her a few extra minutes of ignorance. Knowing what we have to do is a weight that cannot be lifted. After finally telling her what I found, she closed her eyes, breathed deeply and then found the bottle of wine. But rather than getting drunk, she had one glass while quietly looking out at the ocean.
    It was weird to convince her to stay at the beach. She was ready to pack up and head home so we could share my findings with everyone. I needed time, though, so she read and built sand castles while I organized my thoughts and validated some assumptions developed in my reading. All together if felt like what a nice day at the beach is supposed to be. I guess that’s good since, it is the last time that will happen on this planet for the foreseeable future.
     
    Now that we are finally back home at Ames I have to stop thinking and start doing. Sofie agreed that I should sit down with Dad first and figure out how we proceed. I thought Mom might be better, but Sofie has more history with Dad and sees him as more of a guidance counselor than my mom. I’m just about across the parking lot and to the shed where Dad and Liam were last seen. I hope that they are just throwing darts or playing video games and not emptying the beer fridge. If Liam is there I’m not going to ask him to leave. He can hear it at the same time as Dad.
    It’s quiet but not silent in the shed. From the space that serves as the conference room I can hear Dad and Liam talking. When I finally see them, Dad is standing at a whiteboard and Liam is sitting in a chair by the table.
    “I don’t know what to do now.” My statement is not a greeting. I guess I don’t have to worry about false confidence.
    “You found something Jane didn’t understand?” Dad is looking at me with hope in his eyes.
    “Not really. I confirmed her understanding, and there’s more. But I’m not sure where to begin or how to move forward.” I haven’t been this nervous since I was forced to do an oral report in the fifth grade.
    “Is there a cure?” Liam asks, cutting right to the chase.
    “No.” I have no need to couch my answer. “We have to irradiate the entire planet.”
    “Like with a nuclear bomb?” Dad is quizzical. While his generation has grown up with chemotherapy, they still think of radiation as something that comes from a bomb.
    “Actually yes, a number of bombs or, more specifically, warheads,” I reply. I suppose Dad was right after all. But he probably doesn’t understand that we don’t have to destroy anything. The warheads will be detonated in the atmosphere and the fallout will cause the damage to life forms.
    “What happens to us?” Grace’s voice is coming from behind me. She walks into the conference space and stands next to Dad.
    “Well, there appear to be a few choices.” This is what I have been trying to understand for