I understand science fiction better now than I ever had. Not because I've been writing it my entire life—which I have—but because I moved last month.

Let me explain—and to do so, I have to get a little personal.

We had planned to snowbird half-time in Las Vegas for years now, and we found a condo in January. As that happened, I was getting progressively sicker and sicker from the 8.5 million allergies that I suffer from. I couldn't find a cause until we discovered that our idiot neighbor had gotten into a . . .

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- The Grantville Gazette Staff