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"Can we go somewhere else?" Rhodes was in no mood to brave the slums.
"What are you afraid of?" asked his sister.
"I'm afraid our parents don't know what they've wrought."
"May I say you're not to judge them?"
"You can say whatever you want. I think the ground-net will contradict you."
Desiree humphed & waited.
Rhodes considered, unusually smugly. "You can hear them even now," he told her.
"That you're right, my other, doesn't make me wrong, does it," flatly, as a statement. She knew she'd have to address them eventually. She also knew what Cousin was up to. Since her time sporting the hairnet, she'd had some memory enhancements. What she had had had been plenty.
"I never said you were wrong, sis," -I might have thought it, Rhodes admitted to himself.
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