by Randal Sloan
But she only gave Zeke a sad smile. "Why don't you go talk to our family and friends; I suspect you will get a little more sympathy out of them because of that chair. We need all the help we can get with them, I imagine. They are pretty angry right now, not that I blame them. But with a little time, I hope they will understand."
“You saw the VR from your uncle. They'll get over it, but you're right, I'm sure the chair won't hurt. And I will be there with you in here." Zeke touched his forehead with two fingers. He was, of course, referring to the special connection the two of them had. Because of their nanites, they were able to communicate with each other by simply directing their thoughts. It was absolutely amazing. Julie suspected she was going to need Zeke’s help with this one.