The first day of my two-week vacation at Max’s place. I’m stood on the porch, with Max and my Mom. My Dad’s in the car, waiting to drive Max to ...he airport.“Order yourself a pizza. Just use the hub in the kitchen and charge it to my home account. And the fridge and freezer are both full so once you’re sick of pizza you can make real food, okay?” Max said all this, not to me really, but to my Mom. She was panicking about leaving me behind. Like I was a kid going to summer camp. “You will be. Oh, it isn't as bad as it was when I was at the East offices. When I was there we couldn't keep our hands off each other."They got to the head of the line in the deli and ordered. After they settled at a small table against one wall, her mother asked, "how is that working out? Are people ... You know, like when they were downtown?"Crystal shook her head. "Oh, the desire grows. You really feel the need to by afternoon break. Sometimes at lunch, but, well, you can see it. And with the completion. As he hugged her goodbye, he brushed his paw over her stomach, sighing in relief, she was not carrying a child. That was one complication none of them needed. He was deep in thought the rest of the day.Bitsy spent the better part of the afternoon and evening putting her things away, setting things where she wanted them. She smiled and sang to herself as she puttered around. She curled up in the big old chair that had come from home and started to read one of the books from her shelves. Finally. I walked back into the office and asked, “Fred, you back yet?”“Yes Bob, what do you have in mind?”“Well this mental teleportation thing. Why are they using the sniping era of my life. Are they trying to learn how to assassinate someone or are they testing me to see if I can assassinate some political figure or despot ruler? Or are they just messing with me because they can? We need more information, to be able to make an informed decision about this. Can you think of another reason Fred?”“No.
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