The university screen displayed their names.
ELI BENNETT.
OWEN BENNETT.
Below their names appeared a photograph of their project.
Second Breath.
Professor Whitcomb raised his hand for silence.
“These students have not merely achieved outstanding scores,” he said. “Their work demonstrates a rare combination of scientific rigor, practical ingenuity, and public service.”
He explained how they had developed their air-quality monitoring system using recycled components.
How their predictive software could identify dangerous environmental conditions.
How the technology had potential applications in underfunded schools.
Then he announced that the university research committee had selected their project for further evaluation.
A fresh wave of applause rose.
I looked toward Daniel.
He was no longer smiling.
He stared at the stage with a strange, fixed expression.
Vanessa leaned close to him.
I couldn't hear what she said.
But I saw him shake his head.
Once.
Then again.
Mason looked between his parents.
Professor Whitcomb invited the boys to say a few words.
