been

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He looked at his emaciated limbs. "And if Steve's right, I'll be able to do that again in about nine years."
"He is also teacher," Gordon said.
"Kindergarten. I was a day-care father," Alex admitted. The main advantage of the truth was that you didn't have to remember a lot of details. There were other advantages, too, he supposed.
Sherrine looked at him closely. Now she knows.
Thor shook his head. "Too bad. They do background checks on day-care workers, ever since the witch hunts. Even the centers who pay 'off the books' have to be careful. Lot of work for Sherrine, and you sure can't do that until she sets it up."
In the lengthy silence that followed, everyone looked at each other, but no one said anything. Finally Sherrine sighed.
"I'm not sure I can do it," she said. "Thor's right, they're paranoid about child molesters. I'd have to build you a whole history, everything, traffic tickets, education-—Look, it won't work. We can't fit them in, and we can't hide them." Fan and Thor started to object, but Sherrine overrode them. "We've just been over that. Short term, sure; but sooner or later they'd be discovered. No, there's only one option, and it took Crazy Eddie to find it. We've got to find a way to get them back into space."
"We?" said Bruce.
"Sure, Fandom!"
Mike beamed. "Of course. We'll get them high with illegal droogs."
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Black Powder and Alcohol . . ."
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