I managed to kill or wound all of the leaders and had started to work on those who were standing around before I got any return fire. I was using my t...ird pistol before the return fire got so heavy that I had to pull back from the cave entrance. Part of what saved me was the tremendous cloud of smoke generated by my shooting. A smoke grenade could not have provided better cover. The smoke lasted long enough that I was back inside my hidey-hole before the Indians stopped shooting at the cloud.I. It wasn't like Brian to be this distracted. "No. Noneat all. Why?"Brian looked down at his lap, biting his lip again, visibly lost inthought. Finally, he looked up. "We figured out how to do it." What?" Linda was confused, momentarily. "Oh. OH!"Brian nodded. "Yup. We grew a uterus for a male rat, then aftertransplanting that, we transferred some fetuses. It was completelysuccessful." You mean - you can now make it possible for men to be surrogates too?"Linda struggled to stifle her. Other Mark Andersons that we déjà vu'd with reported the same thing, including with all the other Mark Andersons they'd previously linked to (who reported the same with all the other... ). In other words, I had a substantial amount of data, and it seemed consistent everywhere our déjà vu recursions could reach.The data wasn't even close to being independent though, as the other Mark Andersons' previous déjà vu's had usually been at the same dates and times, or very close to them, as ours. Not. She kept glancing at herself in the rear view mirror and thought that she saw her hair continue to darken. She was in the waiting room only ten minutes before the nurse ushered back to the office, bringing her over to scales.“You said on the phone that there were problems with your weight, so let’s check and compare to your baseline”, the nurse said.Emily stepped on the scales and felt an internal horror as the nurse balanced the scales at 160 pounds, forty pounds more than her normal weight..