[Espy]

Gene strode calmly through the neighborhood, his face buried in a book. College Physics, Stanton, Ed. 3. He flipped a page, and from the corner of his eye, watched as an acorn dropped to the ground a few feet away. Acceleration of...

...gravity, my ass! Kien thought as he thudded ungracefully into a trash mound. He was, or rather, had been, sitting on the edge of a rooftop, thinking to himself, when footsteps had startled him. But who the hell would be running on the roof?! He slipped quietly into the shadowed alleys, hiding himself from whoever it was.