(Rebecca's POV)
The next day, it's Jack's school event.
When I arrive, the gymnasium smells like paste and floor wax and parental anxiety.
Jack's monster-detector prototype — V4, three Wednesdays in the making — sits on table fourteen between a baking-soda volcano and a kid who built a lemon battery and will not stop talking about it.
The sensor housing came from a disassembled smoke detector. The false-positive filter is Jack's design. His sock-detection protocol — the one I red-lined in V3 — works.
I know it works because I tested it Wednesday. With seven actual socks.
The judges arrive at table fourteen.
Jack stands up straighter. His hands go behind his back. The posture I taught him without teaching it — the way you present work you believe in.
"This is the Monster-Sock Classi
