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Alien Tango

Alien Tango

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Autoren: Gini Koch
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then it would or wouldn’t happen.”
    Martini nodded. “Same with Richard, though. And there are some things Christopher and I have no influence over.” He looked embarrassed and upset suddenly and took a fast interest in his food.
    It didn’t require genius to come up with why. “In all social and religious situations, what the Pontifex says goes, right?”
    Martini sighed. “Yes. And he’s got more than just what he wants to do to consider.”
    This also wasn’t new news. “I know. The older A-C generation isn’t into that whole ‘intermix with humans’ idea.”
    “Some of the younger ones aren’t either,” Dad said quietly.
    “Since when?” All the younger A-Cs I knew certainly were, or weren’t against it.
    “I meet different A-Cs than you do, kitten. And some of them are, oh, call it more orthodox than the others. Not the majority, mind you. Most are hoping things will change and they’ll be allowed to marry humans. Some would be okay with it if said humans converted to the A-C religion. But just like not all the older A-Cs are against interbreeding, not all the younger ones are for it.”
    Well, this topic had somehow gotten more unpleasant than the high school reunion one. I tried for another idea change—either it’d help or I’d achieve the hat trick in terms of bad dinner conversation. “So, Mom, which politicians are you seeing?”
    “The President and his closer advisers,” she said quickly. I got the impression she was all for us getting onto a mutual enemy kind of discussion. “Then some of the more influential senators and representatives.” She made a face. “And, of course, some of the more repugnant ones.”
    “Like who?” I was all over the gossip. I never met these people, so it was like listening to E! D.C. Edition. “Any dirty affairs going on?”
    Mom started laughing and almost spit her apple cider out. Martini and Dad were having a good chuckle, too. “Kitty, that’s what Washington is , dirty affairs of one kind or another.”
    “Just making a joke,” I muttered. Well, at least everyone else was laughing. “Just thought it’d be interesting to hear about what the politicians you’re dealing with are like. I mean, I know you like the President, but I figured there could be bits of info you could share.” Like who was zooming who, but I let that one stay unasked.
    “Pray you never run into the ones I’m dealing with right now,” Mom said.
    “Like Reid,” Dad agreed. Mom shot him a look and he clamped his mouth shut.
    “Which subcommittees?” Martini asked before I could ask who Reid was and why we wanted to avoid him or her. I got the feeling Martini was trying to avert a domestic dispute, and, realistically, if anyone would know when people were upset, he’d be the one. I let my curiosity pass.
    “House South American Policy, Joint National Security, and House Immigration.”
    Oh, sure, I ask, I get jokes. Martini asks, and she tells him everything. “Why would any of those be something you couldn’t discuss with us?” Okay, I let my curiosity about this Reid person, like what the full name was, pass.
    Everyone gave me the “duh” look. I gave it more thought and reminded myself that Chuckie had spent years teaching me how to be suspicious of anyone and anything. “We just had superbeing action in Paraguay, that’ll be nasty no matter who knows what. Security and superbeings go hand-in-hand.” I looked at Martini. “And I guess we do have a large immigrant population that’d fit right in with the rest of America’s melting pot.”
    Mom nodded. “Yes. It’s nice to see some of the money we spent on your education wasn’t wasted on keggers, comics, CDs, and football games only.”
    “Don’t forget sorority fees. Speaking of which, will Caroline be okay?”
    “Yes, and that’s all we’re discussing. At least right now.” A look of worry flashed across her face, but then she smiled. “Chocolate cake for dessert.” She got up and went into the kitchen.
    I started to get up, but Dad cleared his throat softly. “Let it be, kitten. Trust me.”
    Martini nodded. “I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough.”
    I stared at him. He looked a little too casual and didn’t seem upset in the least. “In other words, you’re confident you already know, and one day maybe I’ll get to find out.”
    Martini grinned. “I love smart women.”

CHAPTER 8
    THE REST OF THE EVENING was uneventful. We left shortly after dessert, since my

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