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.LP \& .ce .sp |4.25i .PP .ps 12 .CW ░ Things were moving slowly. More slowly now than usual. There was space, and then there was the trip between Earth and Mars. There weren't even any other vehicles out here to clog up his route. So why, then, the delay? Tom wasn't normally one for road rage, but this was getting out of hand. .PP .ps 12 He decided to read a book. .PP .ps 12 (Wait for it.) .PP .ps 12 From the pile at his feet he pulled a biographical treatment of his father, prepared decades before by an Agency historian. He'd asked for it at the last minute before setting off on his journey. Now he figured he'd have time to read the whole thing. .PP .ps 12 Right off the bat he found something to complain about. .PP .ps 12 First, they had spelled his family name wrong.