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A Marathon Runner in the Human Race [MultiFormat]
eBook by Dave Smeds
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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description:  The new nanotechnology meant that no one need ever age or die again. There's a new way of life--and to many, the adjustments are more than they can handle.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, 1994
Fictionwise Release Date: November 2005
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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [53 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [112 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [20 KB]
, Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [331 KB]
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, Sony Reader (LRF) [131 KB]
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, OEBFF Format (IMP) [32 KB]
Words: 5931
Reading time: 16-23 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
Autumn leaves floated onto the patio. Neil Corbin counted them: Three from the maple, six from the ornamental plum. Another shifting of the seasons--what did he care?
He keened his ears for the familiar chorus of shuffling shoes or the clicking of Joe and Al's daily game of dominoes. But not a person stirred, and none were visible save crazy Anne over in the shade of the umbrella table. Were it not for the birdsong in the trees, Neil would have sworn his deafness had never been cured.
A car turned into the driveway--another source of silence but for the low moan of tires on concrete. The vehicle stopped mere yards from Neil's chair. A muscular, casually dressed young man emerged.
"Sorry I'm late, Gramps. Are you ready?"
Neil accepted his grandson's help in rising. "You're looking good," the old man said.
"You will, too, Gramps. Come on. The clinic's expecting you."
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