Well—his wife, for one thing.
He left the child on the sofa, turned out the light, and wandered into the bedroom. Anne was in bed, reading. She did not look up when she said, "Terry, if you let that baby be destroyed, I'll...."
"Don't say it," he cut in. "Any time you feel like leaving, you just leave. But don't threaten me with it."
She watched him silently for a moment. Then she handed him the newspaper she had been reading. It was folded around an advertisement.
BIOLOGISTS WANTED
by
ANTHROPOS INCORPORATED
for
Evolvotron Operators
Incubator Tenders
Nursery Supervisors
Laboratory Personnel
in
NEW ATLANTA PLANT
Call or write: Personnel Mgr.
ANTHROPOS INC.
Atlanta, Ga.
Note: Secure Work Department
release from present job
before applying.
He looked at Anne curiously. "So?"
She shrugged. "So there's a job, if you want to quit this one."
"What's this got to do with Peony, if anything?"