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"Let's join them, Richard. Leave your cane and stuff on the bench; no one
will touch it." Hazel stepped out of her sandals, laid her handbag by my cane.
"Shower?" I asked. "You're clean; Minerva bathed you this morning. Dive? Or
walk in?"
We dived in together. Hazel slid between the molecules like a seal; I left
a hole big enough for a family. We surfaced in front of Xia and Gretchen, and I
found myself being greeted.
I have been told that on Tertius the common cold has been conquered, as
well as periodontitis and other disorders that gather in the mouth and throat,
and, of course, that group once called "venereal diseases" because they are so
hard to catch that they require most intimate contact for transmission.
Just as well- On Tertius.
Xia's mouth tastes sort of spicy; Gretchen's has a little-giri sweetness
although (I discovered) she is no longer a little girl. I had ample opportunity
to compare flavors; if I let go of one, the other grabbed me. Again and again.
Eventually they got tired of this (I did not) and we four moved to a
shallow cove, found an unoccupied float table, and Hazel ordered tea-tea with
calories: little cakes and sandwiches and sweet orange fruits somewhat like
seedless grapes. And I opened the attack:
"Gretchen, when I first met you, less than a week ago, you were as r recall
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