Conjuring Dreams or Learning to Write by Writing

by Stephanie Barr

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  "Quarantine or no, I don't like being locked up for days without even a drink for company."

  "We thought of that," replied the Director General with a smile.

  Wilson had to smile as well. "I bet you did. Well, everyone aboard?"

  "Everything's ready. Now, remember, you must wait at least a year before returning and you know what riches will be waiting."

  "They'd better be. You know I'm not the altruistic type."

  "Certainly not," the Director General answered softly, a misty wistful look in his eye. "There are many people who would give much for your reward."

  "That's what I like to hear."

  "Good luck, Wilson. I have a feeling you'll make it just fine."

  "You know, it's strange, but I feel the same way . . ."