Dear Miss Glanders:
My mother-in-law is a noted TK with a high range of ESP and Prescience. Today she asked me if I was pregnant. Do you think she could have peeked at my mind?
P.S. I am 5 months along but still get into my everyday clothes with the help of a safety pin.
Concerned
Dear Safety-pinned:
It's high time You peeked—and buy a maternity smock while you're at it.
Confidential to "What will it be?" I've consulted an obstetrician for you. He said the baby has to be human. A simple matter of differential chromosomes. So relax.
Dear Nan:
I was the victim of a billion to one transplat accident. When I came out of the transmitter after commuting to work one day, 2 extra copies of my original body rather than only the usual one were reassembled at the receiving end. In other words I became triplets with each person having the same memories and all. Nobody was around so I decided not to report it to the transplat company. Until now I was an ordinary guy who faithfully hands over his paycheck to the old girl every payday. Don't get me wrong, now. I'm a happily married man but I do like having a little spending money for myself and a night out with the boys every now and then. So the three of us made a deal. While one of us went to work, another one would be home and the third out on the town. We took turns, share and share alike. Then our wife caught two of us together and guessed the rest. She is suing for divorce and charging bigamy. We still love her though. How can we get her to listen to reason? Since the case is in the newspapers anyway, I might as well sign my name. Married for better or worse.