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CONFESSIONS
“What?” David said.
“Your taking the pills won’t prove anything, Tally,”
Maddy said. “You don’t have the lesions.”
“But I will have them. I’ll go back to the city and get
caught, and Dr. Cable will give me the operation. In a few
weeks, you come and get me. Give me the cure. You’ve got
your subject.”
The three of them stood there in silence. The words had
poured out of Tally of their own accord. She could hardly
believe she’d uttered them.
“Tally . . .” David shook his head. “That’s crazy.”
“It’s not crazy. You need a willing subject. Someone who
agrees before they become pretty that they want to be cured,
experimental or not. It’s the only way.”
“You can’t give yourself up!” David cried.
Tally turned toward Maddy. “You said you’re ninetynine
percent sure these pills will work, right?”
“Yes. But the one percent could leave you a vegetable,
Tally.”