The NULL Solution = Episode 161

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The NULL Solution = Episode 161

…The Blarney stone, a rabbit’s foot, 4 leaf clover, salt over the shoulder, a lucky horseshoe or crossing fingers and toes, call on anything that encourages good fortune…

Related imageBeepbeepbeep; three napping men react to a computer generated alarm, each in their own inimitable way.

His ship on autopilot, Chasonn rouses to check their navigational position, once his head clears.

Skaldic crawls out from a nightmare about locked doors, wondering what hit him.

The last time Sampson felt like this, it was the morning after his graduation from the Space Academy; different grog, same result.

“We are approaching the Terran system,” Chasonn announces.

Skaldic scrambles to locate his notes. He is anxious to prove himself.

“That last eight hours went by way too fast,” Sammy is a little off his game. He recovers to instruct, “The riddle should show up any time now. When it does, drop anchor Chase… full stop. Then we hand the show over to you Skaldy.”

The matter of Collapsar Axis, a static echo to the portside, is an ancillary concern.

The Blarney stone, a rabbit’s foot, 4 leaf clover, salt over the shoulder, a lucky horseshoe or crossing fingers and toes, call on anything that encourages good fortune. Every culture should have one.

“What do you rely on for luck Chase?”

“We trust in our skill.”

“How about you Skaldy, you must have a good luck charm?”

He pulls out a tiny figurine from his pocket. “Your daughter gave me this before we left.”

Sam recognizes the Unicorn as the object that has been with the family since back on Mars, before she was born. “She must like you… did she give you anything Chase?”

Chasonn pretends he is too busy to hear.

Minutes later this appears on the main Seljuk monitor:

“Full stop!”


The NULL Solution =

Episode 161


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #310

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #310

…They’ve been after what we got for years, given up by now I ‘spect, seein’ they got the other Negro doctors to turn they backs on my hospital…

LBMHLettie goes to the back storage rooms and basically spends the ensuing half-hour praying, pretending like she was having difficulty. She tries the patience of the men in the lobby.appointment-book-001

          “Do you need help? I know a little about filing.” Essington will do anything to get his hands on the evidence. “What’s in that box?” He turns it around to see 1952 written on the side.

          “Well I’ll be switched! I’ve gone by that box a hunred times.”

          The book in question is not on top, but not on the bottom either. If he would have sniffed January 24, the smell of a fresh pink eraser lingers, as well as the warmth of brand-new fingerprints hidden from the human eye.

          “This is it, officer. We can go.”

          Lettie Golden has done her job.

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Sinclair Clavitt is doing his, laying out the facts and ramifications of consistently breaking the law. “You white-onlyare going to have to stop these abortions. They are going to watch you like a hungry gator watches a bullfrog.
And you will not treat white folk without havin’ a white wing in that hospital of yours. They have been lookin’ the other way, I swear, but with this flap about the Sanders girl, that will stop. I know enough about your, well, for the lack of another word, enemies, that if they smell blood, your blood, you best check your back.”

They’ve been after what we got for years, given up by now I ‘spect, seein’ they got the other Negro doctors to turn they backs on my hospital.

Image result for they're always after me lucky charms “That might be true, about some, but some others that you actually trust, may be quietly working against you.”

“What you talkin’ about?”

“Have you seen your son-in-law lately?”

“You mean, Franklin, no? But Laura says he’s been really busy.”

“Word has it that he’s been selling off your property.”

“We’ve got to pay some back taxes, not to mention you and Mr. Moore, keepin’ you busy too.”

“If you’re working at keepin’ us busy, now’s a good time to stop,” sound advice from Sinclair Clavitt. He has taken to the 65-year-old, doing his level best to make the doctor’s last years golden. His senior partner, R. Worth Moore, specializes in courtroom action, leaving the foot-soldierly duties to the younger man. But a day like today, he could do without. “Okay, Alpha, I’m going to trust you on this. You know what’s at stake. Just make sure you look both ways when crossing the street.”

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