Height, width, depth and time, Jason thought. Plus spatiality which is not height, width or depth. He turned the corner and headed down the near-empty hallway that led to the stairs to the locker room. Or vibrating loops ten-to-the-minus 20th the size of a proton strung together to form all ten dimensions of reality. As he walked Jason pondered the physics of the Superstring Theory, as Mr. Hawkins had explained it at the end of Period Two; had explained it not to the entire class but to Jason and Albert Thorne, who had finished early and who had cornered the teacher into expounding on an idea he’d simply mentioned during class.
“Then wormholes, parallel universes, and time warps really are possible,” Thorne had concluded.
“Theoretically,” Mr. Hawkins had answered. “At any rate, they’re f
