Chapter 7
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“What did you think, Gavin? How was the talk?”
The presentation complete, Kohl and I were walking to his suite in the conference center.
“Most of the audience was behind you. The skeptics and the materialists rejected it, of course.”
“Ah, Gavin. So reserved. You distance yourself from what you experience, my friend. You describe only the objective facts, remaining as ever the detached observer. Where is your self, your passion? What did Gavin Holder think of it?”
“You didn’t mean any of it. I know more about your ideas than most people, and that wasn’t it,” I said. Not accusing. Mild. The careful disagreement of an employee.
“You’re so wrong about that. I’m like some fairy tale creature, unable to tell a direct lie. My deceptions are of omission, a matter of arran
