Joseph Smith…31

“The ship will be here in a day or two,” said Lee.

“What is this?”  asked Jade, staring at the thing in front of her.

“It’s a classic sandwich.  It’s peanut butter and jelly.”

“You actually eat this?”

“We love it.”

“Uh.  No thanks.”

“You’re loss,” said Lee, picking up half and taking a bite.

“I don’t think so.”

“How much do you remember?”

“How could I possibly know?”

“Good point.”

“Are the dogs on board?”

“Yes, a black lab and a golden retriever.  Here, I’ll show you,” said Lee, going to the book shelf.  “They are about this tall, at their back, she said holding up her hand, and they are sweet dogs.”

“What do you mean, sweet?”

“They’re nice.”

Jade looked confused.

“They like people and they don’t attack or bite. They aren’t very aggressive dogs.”

“Oh.  I’ll see when they get here, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“When can Smith have sex?”

Lee stared at her.  “He can barely breath by himself.”

“When?”

“Let me put it to you this way. If he doesn’t DIE, maybe in a few weeks.”

“Weeks?  How many moons is that?”

“I’d say thirty.”

“Too long.  I’ll talk to him about that.  He usually heals faster than this.”

“He was shot twice.”

“I know. I was there.  What’s your point?”

“He’s had serious injuries.”

Jade stood up, stripped off her catsuit and said. “These are serious injuries.”

Lee took one look at Jade’s body and started crying.  “What happened to you?”

“He should get up.  That’s all I’m saying.”

 

 

 

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