--””—Charles, the robot scanned the small room they had rented. Not that either of them had much in terms of luggage; the machine wanted to make... sure they did not leave anything behind that could expose their mission.Sam slipped into the loose-fitting dust cloak. “Let’s go. The Unth will not wait for us.”The robot raised the hood of his dust cloak, it completely obscured his head, held in place by a pair of large dark dust goggles.”Was it wise to leave the Slave merchant alive?”“I was tempted. That’s a funny word to describe a story about really odd people, kids and adults, who are fans of this imaginary TV series that sounds more like a video game for someone on drugs that no one understands and no one knows anything about but they all have to watch it. They can’t stand to miss an episode.Oh, and there’s a library that’s huge. Infinitely huge, it seems. It’s got everything.That’s it. That’s the story. Except that once I started it I couldn’t stop reading. It’s wonderful because you. And him with that little-bitty glove they used back then.’ ‘I’ve read that he was renowned for his defensive play,’ I replied. ‘No one ever played a better second base, although some might argue Eddie Collins was better. Collins was great too, but better? I doubt it.’ We watched Robinson hit another screaming line drive off the Schaffer Beer sign in deep left-center and then vacate the batting cage. ‘Stanky will be gone next year,’ Dennis said knowingly. ‘And you know this… how?’ I asked. ‘They. She asked if we were talking about her boobs and everyone got quiet. I stepped in and said “well actually yes” Then I told Dennis that it was my turn to tell the story, they all stayed quiet and I told the story my way. My version was a lot more polite. She asked what that had to do with her boobs and I said one of the guys asked how big my mom was and well, you’re about the same as my mom. Now Dennis butts in and says “yea and she’s been flirting with him just to piss his dad off to make him.