The Healing Jemàl Nath
“How’d you go?” “Great.” “Cop any grief?” “Nah. I had so much to off-load they wouldn’t have noticed.” “Good.” “Snaffled a laptop that should have a four meg DDR3 module, and, this.” He placed an old radio on the table. “It’s kind of cool,” she said. “Isn’t it? It’s a Healing Golden Voice!” 42