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there's any left." "No problem. And that 'whatever' is one of my concoctions. I call it finger food." He filled their glasses and they retired to the same lounger where their lovemaking had begun the Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html night before. Dee sipped her wine then set the glass down. "Have you listened to any news today?" "No, I haven't had time. Anything special going on?" "The Supreme Court ruled in favor of Chanton." "Be damned. Everyone thought it would go the other way, what with the new justices." Dee shrugged, causing the bolero to do interesting things. "Wriggly threw in with the liberals, which should have been a headline all by itself; he's farther to the right than congress. I quote: 'So long as one state recognizes another state's traditional marriage they must also recognize same-sex marriages. Anything less would be discrimination against a particular group, which itself is illegal under many other laws'." "I wonder-" "Me, too. Did he catch the same disease that Mary and Julie and I did? And did it make him more tolerant?" "Dee, it's not a disease," Jantz said gently. "You know what I mean. And most people aren't as tolerant as you are. If this sort of thing becomes widespread there's going to be more shock and awe than the country can handle I'm afraid." "It may not even be able to handle the shock and awe of this decision. Want to see what the pundits are saying?" "Why not? It should make interesting listening." She sipped more wine while Jantz found his news channel. A special had replaced the local news, which would have been on at this time. They listened. "...and demonstrators are already gathering in front of the Supreme Court building protesting against the ruling. The National Gay/Lesbian Alliance is hailing the decision as a landmark case in the quest for equal treatment of gays and lesbians, while the National Association of Protestants has denounced the ruling as a horrible example of the moral decay in America. Overseas, the Pope is expected to issue a statement momentarily. We take you there now, to where our correspondent on the spot, Joel Bushwile, is waiting. A large crowd..." The anchor paused, a familiar expectant look on his face, but one rarely seen during a newscast. He sneezed, then apologized sheepishly and continued describing the crowd waiting for the Holy Father to appear. Jantz muted the sound. "I guess we know what the Pope will say, huh?" "Close enough. Sanctity of the marriage vows, edicts of Leviticus, pray for reversal of devilish ruling, et cetera, et cetera. I never have understood how a billion people can let someone else do their thinking for them." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html "It's not just Catholics. Besides, you know as well as I do that a lot of it is genetic. And speaking of, did you get to talk to your friend at the CDC?" "Oh, yes. Sorry, I meant to tell you. Crystal doesn't know anything, but I'm to call her back soon as Mary gets some results from the scans she did today." "I'm wondering what mine will show." "Bet?" "Sure. On what?" "You. I bet you come back negative." "Well, if the change& or insertion& is carried by a virus, perhaps I will. I'm one of those people who never gets colds or the flu or any of those viral type infections." "Really? Never?" "Well, I can't recall ever having the flu and I just don't suffer from colds. I might get a sniffle for a day or so when other people are in bed for a week, but usually not even that much." "You must have one hell of an immune system." "That's what I think. More fingers?" "I'll wait for the others. You can refill my glass, though." She held it out then got up with him, standing close. Jantz leaned down and kissed her, letting his lips linger until the jingle of the doorbell interrupted. "That must be them. Get the door, please, and I'll do the honors here." Dee saw that the curtains on the large front window were partially open. When she opened the door and saw the grin on Mary's face she knew that they must have seen them kissing. "Hi, come on in. Hi, Julie. How have you been?" "Great, now that we're doing something." "Well, that remains to be seen. Mary, please tell Jantz what his scan showed. We have a bet." "Well, if you bet it came out like ours, you lose. He hasn't changed a bit, except possibly a snip or two." "Snip?" "Later. Hi Jantz!" she called out, as she entered the living room and stole a sandwich wedge on the way to the bar. Julie hung back with Dee, as if afraid of interrupting a private conversation. "You can rest easy, Jantz. You're still the same old hunk you've always been. But a definite minority right now." Jantz grinned his thanks and held up the wine bottle. Mary nodded and looked around for Julie. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html She mouthed a, 'yes', and Jantz poured for everyone. Once they were all seated, he spoke. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |