" She smiled a thank you and carried on working out.She joined me after about twenty minutes."Can we have some coffee?" She suggested."Yes sure. How d... you like your coffee? I'll go to the machine and get some." She shook her head."No not here." Well we could go to Costa's in town if you like." She looked unhappy with that as well."We could." She drew the words out, but didn't seem happy with that. I think I understood her reluctance."Somebody could see us." She nodded. Then asked."Do you think. .. Ortheir voice is too high for human (?) ears, or just annoyingly high tomost people of other species though still understandable. Or a visualartist who becomes a Nashville bat or a member of some other blindneospecies.The Huntsville telepaths beg for a story. And they're one of the placeswhere producers of historical movies will come looking for locationsand extras, or trying to hire local actors to come to Hollywood.Maybe do something with a character who is healed of some seriousillness by. " No problem," Andy said. He could remember how much time he'd spent worrying about the possibility of losing his job. He wasn't going to cause anyone else to take that chance. "I just walked off without my phone and I need to make a call." You can use my cell," C.K. said helpfully but Andy shook his head."Nah," Andy replied with a frown. "The number I'm going to call isn't one you want to have come back on your phone. I shouldn't have asked. Thanks anyway, C.K. You take care." Hey, Andy," C.K.. I could see her nodding in my direction and the nurse put her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle. Sarah came back and sat down."Not long now Harry."The nurse came back into reception. "Mr Anderson" she calledI followed her to a cubicle where she asked me to pull my shirt up and lie face down on the bed. As I did so she kept giggling to her self."Do you know Sarah?" I asked."Who" she said then realised and continued "Oh you mean the lady you came in with. No I've never met her before today.".