We collected up the gear, slinging bags and buckets over our shoulders and starting the hike up to the house. Rigs and work and green tea and a few hundred faces and that’s it for the rest of your life. Before and after. Ken Altabef, “The Lost Elephants of Kenyisha,” Fantasy & Science Fiction, July/August.
“How can you even think it?” says Audrey. ” She passed him a heavy toolkit, a hard hat and a bundle of brownish workstained clothing piled on top of it. ”“By the time I went under,” Nero said, “most of us knew the score. Instead of going to the guest bedroom, where I had been staying, I went to my old room.
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