Whenever he thought I wasn't looking, his eyes gravitated towards the magazine. I decided to lean closer to him so my cheek was almost touching his. ...He didn't flinch. "Oh dear, you must be in Dr. Turgin's class. I never liked this textbook. I prefer the one Dr. Diehl used to use. It explained things much better." I don't see how it could've explained things much worse."I laughed. "You have a point there. Actually, I think I have my old textbook. You could borrow it if you'd like.". He could treat ten patients a day. The delay was due to rehab backlog.We were still treating the more serious injuries with surgery.I talked with Fran and asked her to setup training for the other centaur astronauts/pilots. She was also to rehab the Enterprise. With Joe's machine we would have a load of passengers every ten days. We would need two ships in service. It would be good to have a third ship as a backup. There were two other starships at the space port. She should survey them to find. After dinner I headed home.Shelby had her stuffed packed up and was gone even before I got home. I left her a check on the counter. I ended up giving her three hundred thousand dollars. Most people would probably think I'm nuts for giving her anything but I wanted her to try and turn her life around.Within the month the annulment came through. I checked with Jim at the Marcus Company and he said that Shelby was settled in and her supervisors were impressed with her. I figure her looks had a lot. She was desperate for the toilet. when she went white goo and blood came out as well as her shit. She was horrified.Perhaps she had something dreadful wrong with her. She told no one. over the next two days, it slowly got better, but it held her back, running and forced marches were the worst. Her drill Sergeant demanded to know what was up." O'Neil what is wrong with you for gods sake get here NOW!". She told him " It's difficult Sergeant, I well hurt somewhere." where is somewhere you useless.