6Rachel’s hand went to her throat as she caught herself trying to hum for the twentieth time that day. She rubbed the skin around the resonance implant. For the first time, she found herself wondering if getting a new processor would let her get rid of it.
When the lab door opened, she turned quickly expecting to see a new patient being brought in. Instead, Edward walked inside and smiled at her. He’d somehow finagled security into letting him have routine access to where she worked. She dropped what she was doing and walked over to hug him.
“Wow. What a nice greeting. You look a lot happier today. Is the thug treating you right?”
Rachel grinned and nodded, trying to not laugh. Laughing hurt now. And speaking was getting harder again. She’d begun taking painkillers to ward off the worst
