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"Jessica said that when you were growing up, you couldn't even drink.
Harumi Nemoto said you weren't even allowed to drink tea or coffee. Is that true?"
Susan tried to laugh. "That's probably all Jessica knows about how I was
raised, but at least Harumi Nemoto got that right. Yes, it's true."
"Did you do it?"
"I followed the rules, just like I do here."
"God, if I had to spend a week not drinking or jerking off or even
swearing, I would kill myself."
"Hmm, done some research on your own, I see. Cool."
"So what happened?"
"What ever happens? I joined the Foundation, shed innocent blood and
turned my back on the Holy Ghost. I saved lives. I followed the rules. I lost
my worthiness. So what?"
"I got real depressed when my dad ran off," Beaker said quickly. "I took
Benedyct every day. Sometimes I'd drink a bunch of TranQuil, too. It helps."
Susan pulled herself together, pressing Harumi's knees against Harumi's breasts.
"You're _way_ too young to have a history like that, you know it, Beaker?"
"Yeah, well, so are you."
They grinned at each other.
"Are you okay?" Beaker asked again.
"Getting better. Is that fed still hanging around out front?"
Beaker covered Harumi's mouth. "He's trying to quit smoking cigarettes, you
know. Every time the guards
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