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"Well, I've rewritten the subroutines as best I can in half an hour," Angie says. "I figure you have a 73 percent chance of being incident free - "
"That low?" I groan. "I don't want to die, Ang."
"Best I can in the time I have," the redhead says. "You gotta be airborne in fifteen or you'll lose the slot."
"I know," I say, taking her in my arms. "I trust your work," brushing my lips across hers. "And you."
"Come back soon," she says, caressing my cheek with the back of her hand. Then she's running down the ramp.
I miss her already.

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"Well, I've rewritten the subroutines as best I can in half an hour," Angie says. "I figure you have a 73 percent chance of being incident free - "
"That low?" I groan. "I don't want to die, Ang."
"Best I can in the time I have," the redhead says. "You gotta be airborne in fifteen or you'll lose the slot."
"I know," I say, taking her in my arms. "I trust your work," brushing my lips across hers. "And you."
"Come back soon," she says, caressing my cheek with the back of her hand. Then she's running down the ramp.
I miss her already.