predisposing traits.
Disregarding one's own life essentials to enable the undertaking of others. Prior to regooding, Security readied its
members for their chosen hell, as was intended. Heaven
doesn't become them, Iz. You knew that when your wedlock
clamped."
"I never imagined this."
"Nor did I," she said. "Seamus reveals like patterns daily,
and his training never so thoroughed as John's, or the others. If your husband breaks, he breaks. Accept that."
"He's failing, however hard he tries," I said. "It's so hurtful to watch."
"Blind yourself," she said. "I disapproved from moment
primo, Iz. You deserved better. Where do they have him, this
morning?"
"Clinicking," I said. "My turn, after. Such an awful place.
Such awful people."
"Professionals all." She avoided my look. "So Leverett
reminds me when I mention your complaints. I've long suspected those in the clinic are hired once they're proved too
disturbed for Security. Still, this passage he's coursed for you
demands full health."
"Mental health, too?"
"Nonadherent to this project," she said. "Absolute madness. Nada comes of breaking a mountain over a mouse for
gravel."
"Mister O'Malley's unyielding?" I asked, relieved to assume that he still was.
"Leverett's silvertongued his ears shut."
Judy's surety in our project's purpose was considerably less than absolute. As her assistant, I was positioned prime
to take the bait before any others; but Leverett had, after all,
recommended that John and myself would be best suited for
assignment needs. As vice-president overseeing New Projects, Leverett had conceived not only the policy of regooding; he'd as well originated the concept of our mission,
bypassing Judy in mothering his idea, slipping it along to
Mister O'Malley direct. Judy controlled Mister O'Malley as
no others did; he'd bestowed full favor before she could call
halt.
"The sole plus," Judy said, "Leverett's so occupied by
these mechanics he hasn't time for his usual plots. He'll be
dealt out unless this results as he pretends."
"You're hostiling so," I said. "You weren't so upset earlier-"
"You're needed here," she said. "But he's got you in the
midst of this. You've unheeded all warnings-"
"My decision," I said. "We volunteered."
"At whose prompt?" she asked. "Your worser half's, or
mine?"
"My husband and I are mutualed. Change essentials,
Judy, but I don't wish to asunder, and he'll not last if we do."
"What fears you most, then?" she asked. "His desire to go,
or yours to accompany?"
"Neither," I said. "Both."
"You've worked for me too long-"
"There's much unsaid," I told her, unable to say what it
was. "We need togetherness. He's adrift unless I anchor," I
said. "We've never tripped in simulcast." Her stare evidenced no sign that she would ever comprehend my love for
John; so often, lately, I couldn't either. "I fear we'll return
unchanged, with finis stamped through and through."
"If you return."
"Judy-"
"Forgive," she said. "Danger overwhelms all aspects of
this. Pointless imbecilities."
"It does frighten at immediate level," I told her. "With
John unable to act as might essential-"
"That's unconcerning me," Judy said. "I've seen you both
act. His was learrned. Yours was born. If emergencies arise
over there, you'll handle. I've seen you handle before."
"Years before," I said. "I'm no child any longer, Judy."
"Known," she said. "Don't mirage yourself, Iz. Our beloved enhance bad so well as good. Certify whose thoughts
you're thinking before you act." Standing, she walked over
to embrace me. "You're missed," she said. "Such a color
you're turning, Iz." Her hand was dark against my cheek, as
it had never been before; the six weeks treatment of Melaway
they'd dosed me with had lightened my skin as if I'd been
painted with milk. "Plainly a sister still, and here you leave
two days hence. Problematic. That world's no place for our
people, and it'll do you no good to show. Biggerstaffll aware
you of
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