Time travel from the future back to 1939.
The Fitton Chronicles
Andy Reese, living in an reckless, immoral future, is sent back to 1939, and is steered toward Lucy Apel, an Iowa farm girl. Writing an essay, Lucy has won a trip to the 1939 New York World's Fair. At the fair, malevolent, evolved humans are intent on stopping Andy from saving Professor Geiger, a pivotal figure in history. Human dignity in a new time line is restored only if Geiger lives.
† Kate wanted to kill herself legally and Andy was helpless to stop her. He skidded to a stop fifty feet from the shopping plazaís termination clinic and scrambled from his little green Saab. She had threatened to end her life so many times because of the debilitating pain, but he always talked her out of it. He slipped across the gritty, salted sidewalk and shoved the glass door against the lobby wall.
The receptionist behind the counter lifted her head, but kept her eyes on the colorful monitor graphics. " Yeah..."
† " Where is she? Whereís my sister?"
She squinted and finally looked up. " Who the hell are you?"
Andy locked both hands around the counter edge and spoke slowly, but his emotions threatened to overtake him. She clicked the mouse and another Supernet site appeared. He yelled over the accompanying music. " My name is Andy Reese. My sister Kate left a note saying she was on her way over to this... this clinic!"
† A man with greasy blonde hair, clad in a green lab coat quickly shut a metal door behind the receptionist. " This is a legal termination clinic."
† " My sister, where is she?"
† " Some woman named Karen Reese," said the receptionist, checking something else on screen.
† " Kate. Her name is Kate," said Andy."
† The guy folded his arms. " All patients records are strictly confidential according to universal coverage."
† Andy dove across the counter and slid into the office. The man jumped back, but Andy clawed his lab coat. Only his martial arts discipline prevented him from destroying this drone. " Listen, you get me to my sisterÖ Her disease is not life threatening."
† " According to the law any client may enter a termination facility and be treated."
† " Treated?" asked Andy.
† " I hope they send you away for this invasion of our privacy!" barked the receptionist.
† " Shut up! Where is she?"
† " Morally, I donít have to answer your questions."
† " Morally? What do you know about morals?" He slowly crunched the manís skull against the metal door. " I want my sister out of here!"
† " Youíll pay for this, you bastard! There are laws protecting termination clinic employees as well as clients."
† Andy tightened his grip around the manís chin and pressured his head back. " You let me inside or Iíll kill you!"
† The manís faced flushed red as he choked. " Youíre too late."
† Andy released his hand and stepped back. Tears rose in his eyes as he collapsed into one of the vinyl chairs. The woman clicked the mouse and his hollow voice cut the silence. " And thatís it? You... you just let somebody walk in here and take their life?"
† " Iím e-mailing the Lawyers Union," said the man, rubbing his chaffed throat as he pointed. " Youíve broken the law, you prick. We have our rights."
† Andy lowered his head into his hands. He visualized a sun drenched image of Kateís straight brown hair and medicated green eyes as she lounged on her wicker chair yesterday afternoon. Talk of checking into a termination clinic ceased days ago. After shopping this afternoon, he had planned to bring a specially prepared meal to her, but he received a call from the observatory. While he did not have to drive up the mountain, they needed him to investigate some high energy readings beyond Antares, in Scorpius from his apartment computer. Now Kate was dead because he had stayed home. " I loved my sister. Donít you people understand that?"
† The guy shook his head. " You are in big trouble, dude." He opened the metal door and disappeared into a green tiled room out back.
Numbness settled over Andyís shoulders. The woman behind the desk continued with her Supernet activities as if he was no more than an annoying fly buzzing around the office. A bony framed woman within shriveled countenance and expression of perpetual annoyance now entered the office from a side door. " Mr. Reese, we will have to ask you to leave the premises. You are committing a federal crime by remaining here."
† His anger stirred with sadness as he pictured Kateís verdant eyes again. Before her bone marrow problems she was so energetic and a catalyst in his own life. All his emotions twisted like muddied water down the drain. He banged his elbow against the metal door hard enough to dent it. The two woman behind the counter stepped back and the receptionist turned from the web site. He produced a muffled wail as he lifted the counter door. " You damned people. You murdered my sister! You murdered her!"
The front door rattled and cold air swept inside. A security team of two men and a woman, dressed in brown and green combat uniforms, bolted through the open doorway. They surrounded him with long barreled weapons and the short blonde woman with cold steely blue eyes faced him. " Disruption of a termination clinic operation is a federal offense, Mr. Reese."
" How do you know who I am?"
" Youíve been scanned," she answered quickly and unemotionally.
† " Are you kidding me?" Andy stared at the heavy rifles as clinic workers gathered behind the counter like spectators at a sporting event.
" What the hell is left? The Supreme Court makes it legal to kill yourself with no questions asked? If you want to do it, you do it."
† " Let me talk to him, Sergeant," said the nurse in the green fatigues. She told Andy she was in the room when they injected Katie.
† " Sure, you get paid for this. You work in a damned termination clinic and you take a paycheck for helping people kill themselves! Thatís sick! You hear me, sick!"
† She looked concerned, but Andy would not trust someone who just assisted in killing Kate. " I can get you some sounder. It will make you feel better for a long time, Mr. Reese. Fix you up."
† " Sounder. They have all the names to make you think itís just something you take for a headache... Where is my sisterís body?"
† " Iím sorry, Ms. Reeseís body will be incinerated as per her wishes."
† " No! At least let me bury her! Have a funeral!"
† " That will not be possible, Mr. Reese," said the nurse. " No legal instructions were given. The law is quite clear on this matter."
† " What the hell has happened to this world? " An elderly woman in a wheel chair and two young woman appeared by the door. " So, whatís wrong with her? Too old?"
† The sergeant checked a hand-held communication unit. " The supplementary report on you Reese says you are a martial arts practitioner. You could face additional charges..."
† Andy closed his eyes. He offered no resistance as they placed the expandable plastic restraining rings around his wrists. " We will have no disruption of terminal clinics," said the sergeant.
† " Might disturb the dead," said Andy.
† " Sergeant, get him the hell out of here. We have clients," said the nurse.
† " Yes, Sergeant, we wouldnít want the lady to have a heart attack and die."
† " Bring his ass to detention."