"I mean...it's a little early to say that," Micah said as he mixed eggs with milk. "It'll go one of two ways. He'll convince me to move down to Atlanta and search for a job, or I'll stay in New York for a while and we'll do the long distance thing. He keeps talling me that there are mathematician jobs at the CDC but, heh, not really in my field." More statistics. Which was probably about as exciting as teaching freshman bio had been for Izak.

"I don't know. We'll see how it goes, I guess."