CHAPTER SIX
When school let out for the day, I promised to Frank once again that I would talk to Beams as soon as possible. Then I hopped on my bike and took off, heading directly to the Elastic Cave. As I biked, I started trying to think of a good argument that would convince Rubberman to let me do this interview. That was hard to do, because even in my imagination, Rubberman instantly shot down every argument I came up with without even hesitating. That either meant I wasn’t a very good persuader or that my subconscious was trying to let me know that I was doomed to failure and that I shouldn’t have made that promise to Frank in the first place. I preferred to think that it was the former, mostly because I didn’t know what I’d do if I went back to school tomorrow and had to tell Frank t
