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Benson and Yoshiko were celebrating their 10th wedding anniversary. They had two children, Anna and Peter, who were both born on Galileo. Anna was 8 years old, and Peter was 5. Yoshiko looked at Benson. She could tell he was thinking about work, but she was determined to talk about their daughter, Anna.
"You won't believe the conversation Anna and I had yesterday morning," Yoshiko said. "Anna asked me when she would see me. She was afraid I had forgotten that her concert was last night. I told her we would be there, even though we had holo-meetings scheduled."
"You must have reminded her that the PTV is programmed to take her there . . . she was there early, and the two of us weren't even late," said Benson.
"Of course," Yoshiko said, "and I promised we would be there on time. I don't think she was convinced though. It's just a good thing that our meetings ended soon enough. I wish we could be less busy. I worry that we aren't with the kids as much as we should be."
"Nonsense, the kids are fine." said Benson. "Besides, it's our anniversary. Can't we talk about something other than the kids and the PTVs for one night? You know I'm worried about the situation on Asimov. I know you're working on the environmental impact statement of what will happen if PTVs become drivable. What do you think?"
"I think," said Yoshiko, "that there are other forces at work in this situation. I can't put my finger on it. Call it woman's intuition. But, something else is going on. Maybe a power struggle of some kind."
"I wonder." Benson just thought.
It was hard enough to understand why anyone would want to drive a PTV
Yoshiko smiled. "Benson, if I remember
correctly you played your fair share of net games when you were young
and you turned out all right."
Benson looked at Yoshiko and changed the subject, "Honey, do you remember Jim Swenson from the plant? He was telling me about this new technology everybody has been talking about. It's a material grown from biomass. It's really smart. Apparently, it doesn't just remember it's shape, it actually repairs itself; heals itself. Jim says the Chinese organized crime syndicate, the triads, are trying to control the material."
Yoshiko looked worried. "Triads. That doesn't sound good for us at IBM."
"No, it isn't," Benson said, "Are you ready? Let's e-pay and get going." She nodded, as he put their pay-card in the slot provided for scanning.
Yoshiko smiled, "You know it always amazes me that the food here at Chez Pierre is just as good as the best restaurants in Paris, even though all the plants are grown in hydroponic gardens, here on the station." He nodded agreeing, "Well Happy Anniversary, Sweetheart."
"Happy Anniversary Benson", Yoshiko smiled. They hadn't finished their discussion about the kids, but she didn't really question that Benson loved his family. What still worried her was their discussion of Asimov, and the apparent increasing role of the Triads.
Crisis on Asimov : Chapter Four : Luna
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