Innocentata Medicalos: Brotherly advice.
John walked upstairs to cheek on the girls. He was allowed to babysit today. It was 1pm. John found his way to Jenny's room to find Jenny getting frustrated with her Padd. "Shoot."
"What's wrong?"
"I can?t get my writing skills back. Darn these fingers."
"Why do you care. You should enjoy this year and worry about writing next."
"You don?t get it. This writing is all that's left of me, of my family, when I?m gone."
"You're not going to be gone for a while."
"You really haven?t heard, have you?"
"Heard what?"
"If the cure they gave me doesn?t work, and the disease comes back, next year will be my last year alive, and I?m not going to get rejuved again."
"Why not?" John was really clueless.
"I?m dying. I already died before and I?ll probably die again."
"Oh don?t say that. You're going to make it."
"I wouldn?t bet on that. This disease killed more people than are in the house right now but all differently."
"What do you mean differently?"
"My great great grandparents died of an overdose of Morphine; some say it was euthanasia. My Great grandparents committed suicide. My grandparents died in a fire saying they rather die of that of thirst."
"I wonder which is worse."
"I never want to find out. There's my parents. They got a rejuvenator and tried it out.. They programmed it to stop rejuvenating the minute the disease is gone. What they didn?t realize was that the only way it would go away permanently is to die of too much rejuvenation."
"There still around."
"They don?t even remember that I?m they're daughter. They call me auntie Jenny because I wanted to stay in touch, but we had to keep things limited. No one else even knows them as adults. Only their parents now. My sister she died of the disease itself. Died begging for water. She was the youngest so far that died of the disease. My brother he died of a fever giving up totally on life. All I could do is watch."
"Wow, why don?t you tape it? At least till your able to write it. You have a way of saying things. It's not always the way you write that counts."
"Thanks John."
John leaves the room and Jenny picks up a tape recorder she found once at the historical society and pressed Record. "It all started with my Great great grandparents......"
