The Wrong Chemistry
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Angela turned to Ned, her eyes sparkling. “That’s a wonderful idea,” she said. “And I’ll bet the first one to join your new group will be Ned Nickerson.”
Nancy gave Ned a special squeeze as everyone laughed.
• • •
As Professor Maszak invited Nancy and Ned into his freshly cleaned living room, he was positively jovial.
“Sit down, sit down,” he urged. “Can I get you anything?”
“Thanks, but we can stay only a minute,” Nancy replied. “I just came to say goodbye.”
“I’m so glad you did! I can thank you again for all you’ve done,” the professor said. “I even have a bit of good news. My assistant, Sara—she got her scholarship.” Maszak’s eyes twinkled. “Now maybe she’ll be able to relax and stop blowing things up in the lab.”
“I’m sure she will,” Nancy said warmly.
“But seriously,” he continued, “I want you to know something else. I have realized that nothing can ever justify unleashing my formula on the world again—accidentally or on purpose. I destroyed it this morning. I wiped it out of the computer and burned all my notes. And I promise you, I will never create it again.”
“But, professor,” Nancy asked, “does that ruin your chances of teaching at Emerson?”
“No, no, that’s the best part,” Maszak said. “Emerson has offered me tenure! My job is now permanent. So what do you think, Ned?” the professor teased. “Maybe next semester, you’ll take one of my classes?”
Ned laughed. “No thanks, sir. Your classes are too dangerous for me!”
After saying their goodbyes, Nancy and Ned strolled back to her dorm.
“Well, Nan, I guess you finally have a little free time on your hands.” Tenderly, Ned brushed a strand of hair from her eyes.
Nancy smiled. “Did you have anything particular in mind?”
Ned’s brown eyes lingered on her face. “I think I owe you one dinner. Why don’t you go slip into that silk dress of yours—”
“No way!” Nancy cried. “Every time we split up, something happens. Let’s play it safe. We’ll order a pizza and eat it in my room—together.”
“You mean—alone together, don’t you?” Ned teased, taking her hand.
“Alone together,” Nancy promised as she tilted her face to meet his kiss.
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