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African American as her major, so Dr. Stevens offered her a job at the Center.” Lewis knew that, in addition to being a tenured History professor, Dr. Stevens was also a senior fellow in the college’s Center for African American Studies.
    Mandy was talking a little faster now, displaying some youthful nervousness. He cut her off again. “Yes, I could figure out you made A’s if you have a 4.0.”
    She paused, then apologized. Lewis realized that his comment had probably sounded more demeaning than he intended, which seemed unfair to this particular student. For a frosh to not only stick with Stevens, but to get two rare A’s, was impressive indeed.
    Getting back on track, he observed, while fumbling through more papers, “Your legal research experience and interest in public policy will come in handy on this project. I need someone to find information about federal reforms regarding American Indians in the 1960s and 1970s. My latest book focuses on how these policies changed life on reservation communities, but I’ve taken more of a social history approach. Some early reviews suggested I needed to beef up research on the actual policies themselves: how they were developed, statistics on projections versus outcomes, etc.”
    Actually, the editor had concluded: “Needs more research to show the importance of the story to American history,” which Lewis had sarcastically interpreted to mean, It’s not important enough to know how the Indians were affected. We need to know what the White Man thought. Screw the Injun again!
    While in years past he might have just sent the manuscript out to smaller niche publishers, he now needed to play the game of producing “big picture history” in order to impress major northeastern universities and land a job near his wife. If that meant including more of the “White Man’s” perspective, so be it. When he had tried to subtly express to Laura how he would be sacrificing his principles for her, she offered little sympathy. For Dr. Hennig, writing big picture history was the minimum payment expected of serious academics.
    In contrast to Lewis, the strong, confident Laura Hennig had always seemed to know exactly where she was headed. Born of deep-rooted New England stock, her destiny compass had always pointed directly back to the Ivy Leagues. Research and writing were her passions; teaching merely the necessary dues she had to pay for entrance into the highest realms of the life of the mind. She had achieved this goal with the offer of an endowed Chair in European History at Yale. Whereas she and Lewis had been a celebrity couple at the state U., that rare “two-fer” offered duel tenure-track positions within the same department upon completing their Ph.D.s at Harvard, no similar offer was forthcoming from Yale. The Ivy Leagues wanted scholars who wrote seminal tomes, not excellent teachers who produced good, but not earth-shattering, studies. Unwilling to settle for a supporting role, Lewis had stayed behind at the flagship to beef up his credentials and obtain a respectable job within commuting distance of his spouse. By hiring a research assistant, he hoped to improve his chances of actually getting the work done. The young lady sitting before him offered a pathway back to Laura.
    “ If you can do the legwork in tracking this stuff down, it’d save me a lot of time.” Lewis explained. “It’ll only be a few hours per week, minimum wage, but it would offer some good experience for you. I might even be able to give you a credit if I write an article focused just on this topic.”
    He did not want to admit that he was trying to pawn off the less-desirable aspects of his job, although he was being honest about Mandy’s experience coming in handy. She actually seemed to like the type of research that bored him to tears.
    “ That’s why I want the job,” she declared assuredly. Again, he was impressed by her forward-thinking. She was obviously a smart girl, and since