Lunar Tales - an anthology
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Jack awoke in the medical bay.
He looked to his right, and saw Turner propped up in a hospital bed.
“Hello, mate,” said Turner.
“What happened?”
“You were unable to follow a simple command. I had to finish the job for you. I pressed the last seven.”
“And the . . . the baby?”
“In stasis. They say she’ll live.”
“Why aren’t you in prison somewhere?”
“I’m a hero, Jack.”
“You cut a deal.”
“Of course. I saved Congress, saved New Home, saved you, saved my son, saved your daughter – and saved Pamela.”
“She’s – alive?”
“Yeah, Jack, she’s alive. She’ll never walk again without bio-servo assistance, but she’s alive. She wants nothing to do with you, though. Blames you for everything.”
Jack rested his head back on his pillow.
That was a wound he could live with.
THE END
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